Shallow Graves

The bite of nails through coffin wood Each hammers fall sealing their destinies A tiny tube to feed your terrors and prolong your death Visceral betrayals and I will have our sweet revenge Each one in a row, buried alive The whispers and echoes saying such terrible things Haunted dreams conceal wicked visions It will take you all so many days to die You were after all so well fed No one will hear your horror in your shallow graves You will scream and scream for days And the dementia of impending death Will set in soon I’m sure for you all And the demons who visit the impending damned Will rape your mind over and over The screaming howls echo in the woods Their source concealed beneath the surface It will take you all so many days to die You were after all so well fed No one will hear your horror in your shallow graves You will scream and scream for days