| ! | Warning: This song contains questionable elements; it may be inappropriate for younger audiences.
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| Song title | |||
| "The Undertaker" | |||
| Original Upload Date | |||
| Oct 18, 2018 | |||
| Singer | |||
| Sweet ANN BIG AL (chorus) | |||
| Producer(s) | |||
| Poet Fog (music, lyrics, illust) Zion XYZ (remix illust) | |||
| Views | |||
| 2,100+ (YT), 400+ (SC) Remix: 1,800+ | |||
| Links | |||
| YouTube Broadcast (deleted) / SoundCloud Broadcast (deleted) Zion XYZ Remix: YouTube Broadcast (deleted) | |||
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Description
"anyway this is samiel angel chateau and hes an undertaker w an unusual interest in dead corpses, as one is, and he moved all the way to this goddamn hellscape from france can you believe it! anyway its the year 1823 and he wasn't dead" This song is a continuation of Zion XYZ's The Executioner. The Graverobber is the 3rd song in the series The Priest is the epilogue to the series. |
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Lyrics
When our friends and loved ones die,
They come to mourn
Softly spoken eulogies,
Swaddled in thorns
Saying goodbye, bidding farewell
Our last goodbyes, ringing church bells
Condolences to his loved ones -
He’s probably burning in hell
Oh, this twisted routine’s got me thinking
Does the casket really need the body?
Millions of uses, fingertipping
Don’t tell anyone what I’m thinking
Ah, hon, the night is young
Hope you’ll have a good time
Spirits run all across the street,
Leaving cobwebs behind
And in the wind I hear his soft voice,
That harsh tone, it’s unforgettable
Sometimes I wonder if it’s real,
Feeling unstable
Oh, the paranoia deep inside me
Feeling the burdens of all the deceased
I can’t take it, the horrors released
Haunting me is my one and only
Nervous thinking by the time he’s gone,
Realised he’s buried alive
Forcibly held down, my time is up
It’s our untimely demise
Feeling faithful in your common tricks,
Caught me off into the side
Felt your warmth for the first time in years,
Tell me how you’re still alive
Falling into the hands of our love,
We have no one else to blame
Counting whiskers ‘till I’m/you’re oh so numb
Guess we have finished our game