Somebody's out there
He's been there before
Said he's out there
Digging a hole in the floor
Are my eyes still red
Is my concience dead
Are my eyes still red
Are my eyes still
Soul's hollering
You better dig it boy
Mind altering
Black hornets swoop
From the sky above
Breed maggots that feast
On the bones of the dove
Are my eyes still red
Is my concience dead
Are my eyes still red
Are my eyes still
Soul's hollering
You better dig it boy
Mind altering
Soul's hollering
You better dig it boy
Mind altering you
Field trip to the mortuary
All's well that ends well
Field trip to the mortuary
All's well that ends well
Yeah
