In the quiet of the graveyard
Where moonlight softly creeps
A man walks through the shadows
Where the world forever sleeps
His heart is dark his mind entwined
With secrets buried deep
In the silence of the night
Forbidden desires he keeps
Whispers in the night where shadows fall
In their cold embrace he hears their call
A twisted love, a haunting sight
In the whispers of the night
He finds his way to tombstones
Where memories lie in rest
In the stillness of the midnight
He feels his heart's behest
With hands that trace the contours
Of bodies cold and pale
He surrenders to his longing
In this macabre tale
Whispers in the night where shadows fall
In the cold embrace he hears their call
A twisted love, a haunting sight
In the whispers of the night
He lives a life of shadows
Where no light dares to tread
In the arms of silent lovers
In the company of the dead
He hides from prying eyes
In a world that shuns his truth
In the crypts he finds his solace
And the remnants of his youth
No judgment here to find him
No voices raised in scorn
In the embrace of lifeless forms
His twisted love reborn
Whispers in the night where shadows fall
In the cold embrace he hears their call
A twisted love, a haunting sight
In the whispers of the night