Tend The Soil

All is well until the day that he diedTaken from his mother's armsCarelessness has left him dead to decayFather is left with the blameNightmare figure guides his thoughts to the stonesSomewhere way off in the woodsSolution given to him but hesitatesKnows he can, think he should?The soil... is sour nowBoy... has rotten throughThe soil... is sour nowBoy has rotten throughTake him from his burial cribTo the secret place you foundEvil awaits for another vesselTo be buried in the groundThe soil... is sour nowBoy... has rotten throughThe soil... is sour nowBoy has rotten throughDon't come backSometimes dead is better