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!