Graverobbers - Dark Lotus

Apparently somebody or some people have been committing grave robbery

And taking items of clothing and sometimes the body itself from the coffins

Investigators are puzzled as to who this could be committing these

Diabolical acts of robbery but promise to bring a close to the case soon

Well there’s no moon out tonight

Bring me the shovel

Hand me the axe

Give me that pick

Dead bodies

Dark Lotus

I hear something moving around

Dead walking everywhere

Dark Lotus

But we set them free

Come alive

Dark Lotus

Come alive

Holy shit

Oh my god Dark Lotus

Quit acting like it’s that hard for ya’ll to see the truth

That the Lotus came back to rob graves foolproof

We always claiming that we running, but it’s never away

Straight ahead cemetery jacking up in your face

Stay far from the real if you can’t deal

Got the whole world looking at us crazy for real

But the past is the past and the future is the future

But the present is the time for ya’ll to find a buried ruler

Mr. Newgleson, they buried him with a watch

And it’s worth about 300 bucks, give me a shovel

I say fuck the dead I mean they fucking dead, fuck them

Wearing watches and gold nugget rings

And I ain’t suppose to pluck them?

I don’t just leave them there, I take the whole fucking body

And squeeze and play with they appendix like it’s silly putty

I’m up for all kind of hours all off in your grave

And to this wicked shit I am a slave

But I like this

The dead need freedom

(A little air a little moonlight

This shit has been a long time)

Into your coffin we come

(I got my mind on your grave

And your grave on my mind)

My shovel will set you free

Your corpse should provide a good source

For the sacrifice before me

I’m the cool grave robbing, raiding tombs looking for food

In places that you never even thought to

The dead and they don’t put up any fight

Besides once you ain’t got no life

The rest is useless

You say it’s ruthless but they don’t mind they’re dead

And after their consumed they got my life

See I got me a job diggin as a grave digger

Who woulda figured my plans was much bigger

But nonetheless the graveyard shift by myself

Dumbass rookies don’t know what to you could do with a belt

Dig them up in a line, and strap them up right

Throw the strings over limbs

And make them dance in the moonlight (yaye yaye)

Got my own party started

Damn, I’m busted, they got two others guys high

With the gray smoke covering me

I float down with the intentions

Of grabbing another body from the ground

Is it a sickness nobody understands

I’m all alone except for all the dead bodies

I’m keeping up in my home

They always listen to me

Never interrupt or pass judgment

I can really be myself around them

And I love it, it’s my own world

Hand picked from the tombs of past on’s

Now give me your grave stone to dance on

They coming to evict me out the hole in the pine box, I rotted

Been waiting here so long I thought I been forgotten

And forsaken in the Earth to remain with the rats and the locusts

Steady crawling through my veins, I’m in pain

But I can hear their shovels getting close

I’m shaking like a bitch after 11 years alone

Bash my head into the box I can’t take it anymore

I gotta free myself up out the grave

Something else in store