These were the ones accountable

Always a reason, always justification
Each stone a sign, each stone revision
From all the cities in all the empires
These were the ones accountable

Precise geometry rules a field
Of truncated lives so marked
Always a reason, always justification
These were the ones accountable

Twenty thousand votive candle spaces
Leaves and moss litter these places
Each stone a sign, each stone revision
These were the ones accountable

Moss grows and fills the cracks
And the grass covers their feet
From all the cities in all the empires
These were the ones accountable

But there are always flowers left
There are always silent believers there
Always a reason, always justification
These were the ones accountable

No Angels to guard are ever called
No animal spirits, fetishes or totems
Each stone a sign, each stone revision
These were the ones accountable

Each name carved deep to release the dust
Each name with it a place from where
From all the cities in all the empires
These were the ones accountable

Always a reason, always justification
Each stone a sign, each stone revision
From all the cities in all the empires
These were the ones accountable



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