Gravedigger
Welcome to the land
Where masters become slaves
Where shovels speak in tongues
And souls are often sold
Welcome to the part where your curse will unfold
Eternally devoured by worms made of mould
Ashes to dust, Grinding your bones in dismay
Ashes to dust, Gravedigger heading your way
As the tombstone descends
Your life comes to end
Ashes to dust, Grinding your bones in dismay
Ashes to dust, Gravedigger heading your way
Welcome to a place
Where the sun is always cold
Where ravens smile as they fly by
Blind rats in robes, that prays for meat
Cursed is thy name, of whom they speak
Ashes to dust, Grinding your bones in dismay
Ashes to dust, Gravedigger heading your way
Ashes to dust, Grinding your bones in dismay
Ashes to dust, Gravedigger heading your way
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