(Verse 1)
On All Saints' Day, the clouds hang low,
In the city Where the winds of sorrow blow,
Women gather 'round, their hearts weighed down,
As the sky weeps tears, in shades of gray and brown.

(Pre-Chorus)
Mourners in the graves, their souls adorned in bronze,
With hot wax candles, they light the path they're on,

(Chorus)
Oh! In this city of sadness, where memories still remain,
On All Saints' Day, we remember this pain!
Oh! In this city of sadness, where memories still remain,
On All Saints' Day, we remember this pain!
Oh...

(Verse 2)
The hot wax drips, like teardrops from the skies,
Bronze finish gleams, as they whisper their goodbyes,

(Chorus)
Oh! In this city of sadness, where memories still remain,
On All Saints' Day, we remember this pain!
Oh! we remember this pain!
Oh! we remember this pain! Oh...

(Final)
In the silence of the graveyard, their sorrows they convey,
On All Saints' Day, in this melancholy display.
On All Saints' Day, in this melancholy display.