[Verse 1]

That fool who digs his own grave

I'm still trying to find my way out

If it's the long way, I'll sleep

In this bed I have made

[Verse 2]

The kids have fallen on blades

It's too late to figure out

It's too late for babies to bend

For their beds

[Bridge]

It's too late to ignore

The storm up ahead

It's too dark to see

My way out

Now all I can do about

Anything wrong

Is dig further down

Further down

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3]

And when we finally awake

We'll burn our bodies on stakes

A tower of ashes and sawdust will lay

Where our castles

Were made