Lend a Hand

I have stood on rocky prominences that simply don't care

Stung by sorcery and sorrow, I'm the gloom in the air

Keep my thoughts close to my knife because that's why it's there

 

Melancholy moments when they're laid end to end

Make a dance hall for the many with no plans to attend

Just a poorly acted tragedy which I in dreary darkness penned

 

Now how do you feel about that,

My future graverobber friend?

 

I've got one night remaining

And I've got the answer

Lend a hand

 

I did not have a coffin, just a handful of nails

Which I used to build a vessel, solid crew, billowed sails

Charted unknown waters, learned why everybody fails

 

Now how do you feel about that,

My future graverobber friend?

 

I've got one night remaining

And I've got the answer

Lend a hand