The Netherworld
There exists a secret place
Heralded by death's embrace
You'll soon learn there's life after death
Soon after your corpse has been dressed
You can only come around
As you're buried six feet down
When your body functions have ceased
And the maggots begin to feast
You'll be the life of the party
Way down at the cemetery
Deep below the hollowed ground
Far from the safe lights of town
At home amongst the beetles and worms
Where the creepy crawlers still squirm
Unfortunately, it's not Heaven
Fortunately, it's not quite Hell!
It's a place of legend and myth
Where the reaper has gone amiss
You'll be the life of the party
Way down at the cemetery
You will soon depart from the heart inside your chest
(La la -La la la -la la la -La la la)
For its incessant beating will eventually end
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
You won't need the flood of warm blood inside your veins
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
For every single crimson drop will certainly be drained
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
All your worldly possessions
And all your measly convictions
Are useless after the day you die
You won't need them on the other side
Now as your pulse subsides
Time has come to say your goodbyes
Saint Peter doesn't call your name
And your body does not drown in flames
You'll exist beyond creation
No hope for reincarnation
Once they carve out your headstone
And you're left with nothing but a bag of bones
You'll receive your invitation
If you're lost between the stations
You'll be the life of the party
Way down at the cemetery
A casket holds your lifeless form
That chunk of meat is no longer warm
Before your insides begin to curd
You'll transcend into an ether
Every lost soul migrates here
As the real world sheds a tear
A spirit not fit for ascension
A soul not fit for redemption
You'll be the life of the party
Way down at the cemetery
You will soon depart from the heart inside your chest
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
For its incessant beating will eventually end
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
You won't need the flood of warm blood inside your veins
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
For every single crimson drop will certainly be drained
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
All your worldly possessions
And all your measly convictions
Are useless after the day you die
You won't need them on the other side
Now as your pulse subsides
Time has come to say your goodbyes
Well now
It seems you're cursed to wander
Into the pitch black yonder!
You can't be saved
Now your body lies in a cold, cold grave!
Well now
It seems you're off the beaten path!
An exiled outcast
What lies ahead?
Face the facts, son
You are dead, dead, dead!
Well now
It seems you've come to realization
That you're an abomination
So don't be sad
Life after death ain't so bad, bad, bad!
Well now
I really must be on my way
There's other folks who have gone astray
It never ends
Go forth and haunt
Make some enemies... or friends!
You will soon depart from the heart inside your chest
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
For its incessant beating will eventually end
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
You won't need the flood of warm blood inside your veins
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
For every single crimson drop will certainly be drained
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
All your worldly possessions
And all your measly convictions
Are useless after the day you die
You won't need them on the other side
Now as your pulse subsides
Time has come to say your goodbyes
If it wants you, it'll get you
Firmly in its grip
Sit back, don't fight
Go along for the trip
Prepare to be scared
Right out of your skin
Welcome to the netherworld
Where your new life begins!
Heralded by death's embrace
You'll soon learn there's life after death
Soon after your corpse has been dressed
You can only come around
As you're buried six feet down
When your body functions have ceased
And the maggots begin to feast
You'll be the life of the party
Way down at the cemetery
Deep below the hollowed ground
Far from the safe lights of town
At home amongst the beetles and worms
Where the creepy crawlers still squirm
Unfortunately, it's not Heaven
Fortunately, it's not quite Hell!
It's a place of legend and myth
Where the reaper has gone amiss
You'll be the life of the party
Way down at the cemetery
You will soon depart from the heart inside your chest
(La la -La la la -la la la -La la la)
For its incessant beating will eventually end
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
You won't need the flood of warm blood inside your veins
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
For every single crimson drop will certainly be drained
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
All your worldly possessions
And all your measly convictions
Are useless after the day you die
You won't need them on the other side
Now as your pulse subsides
Time has come to say your goodbyes
Saint Peter doesn't call your name
And your body does not drown in flames
You'll exist beyond creation
No hope for reincarnation
Once they carve out your headstone
And you're left with nothing but a bag of bones
You'll receive your invitation
If you're lost between the stations
You'll be the life of the party
Way down at the cemetery
A casket holds your lifeless form
That chunk of meat is no longer warm
Before your insides begin to curd
You'll transcend into an ether
Every lost soul migrates here
As the real world sheds a tear
A spirit not fit for ascension
A soul not fit for redemption
You'll be the life of the party
Way down at the cemetery
You will soon depart from the heart inside your chest
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
For its incessant beating will eventually end
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
You won't need the flood of warm blood inside your veins
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
For every single crimson drop will certainly be drained
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
All your worldly possessions
And all your measly convictions
Are useless after the day you die
You won't need them on the other side
Now as your pulse subsides
Time has come to say your goodbyes
Well now
It seems you're cursed to wander
Into the pitch black yonder!
You can't be saved
Now your body lies in a cold, cold grave!
Well now
It seems you're off the beaten path!
An exiled outcast
What lies ahead?
Face the facts, son
You are dead, dead, dead!
Well now
It seems you've come to realization
That you're an abomination
So don't be sad
Life after death ain't so bad, bad, bad!
Well now
I really must be on my way
There's other folks who have gone astray
It never ends
Go forth and haunt
Make some enemies... or friends!
You will soon depart from the heart inside your chest
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
For its incessant beating will eventually end
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
You won't need the flood of warm blood inside your veins
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
For every single crimson drop will certainly be drained
(La la -La la la -La la la -La la la)
All your worldly possessions
And all your measly convictions
Are useless after the day you die
You won't need them on the other side
Now as your pulse subsides
Time has come to say your goodbyes
If it wants you, it'll get you
Firmly in its grip
Sit back, don't fight
Go along for the trip
Prepare to be scared
Right out of your skin
Welcome to the netherworld
Where your new life begins!
Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Johnson
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