Was it in the cold of that knife you In the of the enduring? 'Cause you opened that door You knew, well now there'd be no
Or room to mourn we have lost And to wait the willing As you, the hound of blood and And boy, got another thing coming
on, come on, come on You've got a deal to I thought you to Come on and set me free,
I'll dig until we've made grave Oh, you've a bad, bad boy I could until I it out And it in a sad, sad song, n-n-no, no, no
Why the I'm no brother the wrong I need Boy, we all found an While you found the of me You got thing
Hold 'em up against the Now all of no use to you God, time for the curing Only you're in for big refuse boy, this tide's come to turning
No to mourn what you have lost Ah, no wait you are the Only you, hound of and rank Who deserves every of what's coming
on, come on, come on You've gotta it to me I thought you to Come on and set me free,
I'll dig until we've made your Oh, you've a bad, bad boy I could until I it out And it in a sad, sad song, n-n-no, no, no
Why the I'm no brother Youre the I need Boy, we all found an While you found the of me You got another
on, come on, come on You give it to me I you wanted to on and set me free, yeah
I'll dig until we've your grave Oh, you've a bad, bad boy I could I call it out And it in a sad, sad song, n-n-no, no, no
Why the I'm no brother Youre the I need Boy, we all an audience While you found the of me You got another
In the worm's eye lied in And in the dust we left you If only words could keep you And boy, cowards give up you, give up you
all on you, boy, it's all on you, boy It's all on you, boy, all on you, boy It's all on you, boy, all on you, boy all on you, boy