Dancing on Your Grave

Listen to the rhythm

Of the shovel on the gravel

And the murmurs of the spirits

That you fear,

Dancing in the shadows

Of the future.

Your future

Lies here!

Listen to the echoes

Of the voices in the shadows.

All the people who

You never tried to save!

Listen to the footsteps

Of the people who'll be

Dancing on your grave!

Listen to the rhythm

Of the hammer on the coffin

And the murmur of

The people drawing near.

Listen to the music of the future.

Your future lies here!

Listen to the echoes of the voices of the future

As they curse you

For the little

That you gave!

Listen to the footsteps

Of the people

Who'll be dancing on your

Grave!

Lead me to the future.

I don't know what hells await me

But I know I have to go there

To return!

Tear me into shreds

And re-create me!

Tell me that it's not to late

To learn!

I can feel the shiver

Of a shadow passing over

And I have a premonition

It's for me!

Lead me to the future!

Show me everything

I'm terrified to see!

Didn't he die?

Didn't who die, sir?

Terrible, mean old what's his name?

Couldn't care less!

Neither could I, sir!

Funeral day, and no one came!

What did he leave?

Nobody knows and

Nobody chose to mourn his fate!

Have a nice day.

Have a nice Christmas!

Look at the time, I'm late!

Shame to let a shirt like this

Go in the ground!

Grab the sheets and curtains off his bed!

Wasn't worth your spit

While he was still around,

But just look

How much he's worth

Now that he's dead!

These are nice.

I'll give you three and eight, mum.

These are nice,

And I'll take these besides.

These are nice,

And these'll fetch a great sum!

What a lovely profit he provides!