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Hole in the Ground
I'm digging this hole,
In the ground,
I'm moving slow,
I'm six feet down.
Darkness is coming,
I have to move fast,
The silence is running,
I'm fighting with brass.
The chill on my skin,
As the cold wind blows,
It's a night of sin,
So dig your holes.
In the ground,
I'm moving slow,
I'm six feet down.
Darkness is coming,
I have to move fast,
The silence is running,
I'm fighting with brass.
The chill on my skin,
As the cold wind blows,
It's a night of sin,
So dig your holes.
Published 27th Aug 2013
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