Deserted land

My grave is cold and quiet
full of weeds
I guess I'll soon lose my right
for this patch of land
since no one has taken care of it
and I don't know anything that would be sadder
than a deserted grave
where no one brings candles
or remember at Christmas

So better they lay down someone new on top of me
Perhaps then someone starts visiting this place again

And the younger the deceased, the better
the longer it will have mourners
atoning their guilt
from their life force

Translated by Sith Fisto though I must say I edited the last line. We´re working on it. It´s not perfect yet. Nothing is. Nothing will be.