Raphael and the Thorns - Sanctuary of Ghosts

All I could hear them say
Was how you had been weak
But they glanced away
When you laid all your sorrows
At their feet

Be reborn in my sanctuary of ghosts
Where there are no imperfect hosts

And they all say
You're suffering deep blow
I pray you've found a place
Free from woe
A haven to shed
All your burdens at last
So that hardship turns
To a thing of the past

Be reborn in my sanctuary of ghosts
Where there are no imperfect hosts
May the silver light
Chase away your dismay
Into the night

Be reborn in my sanctuary of ghosts
Where there are no imperfect hosts
And though your body is under the soil
You are free, free from all turmoil