I'm manifested with staring into the face of death

And every time I see it

It leaves me outta breath/

Gasping for air

Time and time again

Until I have filled my lungs with oxygen/

Grab my shovel and

Dig away at the earth

Digging graves for the dead all across the universe/

Even thou I'm not certain

That a coffin in the ground

Is what a person deserves/

But over time ill surely find out

When its no longer me digging graves

I'm the one inside the box/

6 feet deep

Underneath and in the ground

Just think about how that sounds/

Not very pleasureful

When you truly think about it

All the family's mourning the feelings and sadness/