Save me to the hellish grave
Neither am I so brave
Who has a reason to grow
To get a great chance to be
And who gets a penny destiny
For the melody crime I did
I dug up my own grave, so brave
Who will ever look into my eyes
That is called a ruined fortune
Slapped against the race of time
And that damage I would unable to explore
To my mystery, give me a head of justice
That would describe my own trodden path
That things never go straight, as planned
The dark nightmares are so fuckin' dangerous
My mind has been eaten by these nasty worms
Whom my mind thinks are coming up monsters
And diggin' up own grave made me more pretty
Yeah, that happened...I am sure and you too should be
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