Take this iron spade that Hell has made

And don't complain, or you'll know pain that cant be reversed.

Rest assured they've rehearsed, and they wont miss.

Oh boy, you better learn to obey.

Oh boy, keep on diggin that grave.

Underneath you crawl to count them all,

The bones they call you when you sleep.

Now you've dug too deep and you cant keep going on like this.

Oh boy, you better learn to behave

Oh boy, keep on diggin that grave

And if I fall along the way, remember my story.

And if my hope begins to fade, I know you'll restore me.

A scratch is made, another day,

And im just waiting to be saved.

So I'll be standing with this spade and out of the grave.

One more sunken face has found its place

And turned to waste. Yes, you can taste it in the air, the smell of despair is growing thick.

Oh boy, what makes you think you'll be saved?

Oh boy, keep on diggin that grave.

And if I fall along the way, remember my story.

And if my hope begins to fade, I know you'll restore me.

A scratch is made, another day,

And im just waiting to be saved.

So I'll be standing with this spade and out of the grave.

Where death is your sting when my soul can sing in victory? Cause my place is made, I'm no longer afraid.

I know I'm gonna be saved so do with me what you wish.

Oh boy, you better learn to obey.

Oh boy, keep on diggin that grave.