Three Peaceful Graves in Yorkshire Songtext
von Thunder, Tomb & Throne

The masks inside your skull are slipping
To reveal a familiar scene
The iron slumber for which you hungered
Since the clock struck twelve on the night you turned thirteen
The path ahead leads to a tunnel
Filled with every door whose key you′ve lost
By summer you'll lie above the grass still
Winter may see you beneath her frost

Arise my son, we have our bearing
Stay true, stay true, stay true
Arise my son, you have my blessing
Stay true, stay true, stay true
Arise my son, we have our bearing
Stay true, stay true, stay true


The longest Autumn lies before us
Dawns made for toil and dusks made of fears
The spilt milk o′er which you wept now drowns you
Your home floods with your father's tears

Arise my son, we have our bearing
Stay true, stay true, stay true
Arise my son, you have my blessing
Stay true, stay true, stay true
Arise my son, we have our bearing
Stay true, stay true, stay true

I found the land grandfather promised
And know in rest we shan't be alone
I saw three peaceful graves in Yorkshire
I saw our names carved into their stone
They read Thunder, Tomb & Throne