The Grave Robber's Work-The Black Dahlia Murder
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The Grave Robber's Work - The Black Dahlia Murder
The grave robber's work is never done
It's "up all night" and "sleep all day"
The hours are sh*t, with hell to pay
Pockets are brimming from our unique brand of sinning
When the ladies claw my back at night
I know I’m doing something right
I deliver the goods as long as they don't ask
Deny, deny, deny...
I’m a working stiff like dear old dad
And to you and yours—
Nothing but curses
You’ll slave your life away—
And for what?
You’re just as dead as these old f**ks!
They’ll never get me
I'll never run out of stock
With every second that ticks past
The bodies, they're still stacking up
So I've clipped a few fingers off
To get that gold for which I lust
From the deadman's bank and trust
To the depths of hell or bust!
The blackened bits of exhumed evidence
Embedded 'neath my fettered fingernails
It's but a smallish part of what our dirty work entails
Come dance with me
This graveyard planet you've called Earth
You hold in such a high regard
It's but as worthless as a turd!
Will you follow me into the dark?
Will you follow me into the dark?
I rob the dead for what they're worth
Jewels, wealth, clothing, sex
When the mood prefers
To carve a sullen path through life
Within the fallen's shoes
You'd turn your nose at me
Although I smell of sheik perfumes
So I've clipped a few fingers off
To get that gold for which I lust
From the deadman's bank and trust
To the depths of hell or bust!
I'm haunted by faces when I try to close my eyes
So deeply it festers— the guilt is murder...
The blackened bits of exhumed evidence
Embedded 'neath my fettered fingernails
It's but a smallish part of what our dirty work entails
May the gods have mercy!
May the gods have mercy, oh!
