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Dig My Grave
Dig my grave deep,
Send my casket far into the ground,
The more earth you shovel out of the hole,
The closer I am to Hell,
So the trip will be not too long.
Pile the dirt onto my grave,
Leave me there to rot,
Let the insects eat away at my face,
Let them taste the thickness in my blood,
Let them feast at my corpse.
It doesn't matter,
My soul has abandoned my body,
It left my heart to wither away,
So it no longer feels the pain my heart has to share,
Because it's so much better to burn in Hell.
