Underground

Down in the dark where we live and we breathe. in a place where most, could never believe. Through the smoke and the dust by our blood and the rust. Hear the clanging of steel and in your chest you can feel. the rumbling of the ground with it's menacing sound for where no one has been is where our treasures be found. We truck and we toil we muck and we moil. May our luck it be royal and not leave us stuck in the soil. For the path that we walk which leaves us unseen tucked far away down in some machine. Isolated from all and free at our most but not free at all for the shadow is always close. Stalking and waiting for mistakes you'll be making. It's grip near your neck reaching for a wreck But you must be better and play your cards right. If you're gonna forever live where it's night and on the top of your head is your one light and your only chance, to win this fight So when the blast sounds off and you can't chase that cough when it's strange to see no dirt under your nails and you no longer care, for telling tales Get yourself some sleep, you'll be up with the sun. Cause tomorrow. There's much more work to be done.