Crosses and Gallows

When I’ve dug my grave I’ll drag you down with me
Trap of existence, I was put here to rot
You’re afraid of the end
So you still keep your eyes shut
Arms opened, eyes closed
The march of the blind
No heaven above us
No more prayers to hide behind
Crosses and gallows look the same to me
Holding on or hanging from — it’s all the same to me
When I’ve dug my grave
I’ll drag you down with me for good
Nothing in this world for us to hold
Wrath of humanity lies heavy on me
Death by our side
Fear its chokehold
Trap of existence, I was born into your fangs
Build me up — crush me down
I shook the devils hand
It got me nowhere
Tricked by the lies
No hell below us, still demons to fight
When I’ve dug my grave
I’ll drag you down with me for good
Nothing in this world for us to hold
Wrath of humanity lies heavy on me
Death by our side
Fear its chokehold
I see life passing me by
Just an inch away from the grave
I never felt so alive like the time I was dealing with death
Take your shovel, tuck me in
Put me to sleep
Take your shovel, tuck me in
Put me to sleep down by the filthiest creek