Cemetery Hill 歌词

Someplace in a grave up on Cemetery Hill There's a chest full of gold In a pile of dirt for ten centuries It's covered up with holes Someplace in the desert on the wind she rides On horses 'cross the forgotten sands of ice She will come for you in time And whatever's on the wind is not whispering Whatever's on the wind up on Cemetery Hill Lost out at sea the angry ocean cries Waves begin to roll If we die, what will our treasures be Other than our souls Bad blood and mutiny on a seaside Some family would've begged us to stay home 'Cause if the saints'll come this way ??? And whatever's on the wind is not whispering The casket in the hold started glistening And whatever was inside is now missing And whoever we disturbed up on Cemetery Hill They were listening They were listening They were listening Up on Cemetery Hill