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!