Under the Pine

Verse 1

Grave

Cold dirt

Open mouth

The worms are out

Black mud under fingernails

They crawl up through the heavy pine

Hungry

Cold

The rotted jaw snaps

Clicking like a rusted trap

Deep in the thicket of thorns

Chorus

They are coming for your blood

They are coming for your blood

They are coming for your blood

Running won't save you

Nothing will save you

They are coming for your blood

Verse 2

No breath

Six feet under

Now they walk above

Dead eyes stare through the fog

Pale skin peeling back from the bone

Left behind

Forgotten

Now they remember the scent of salt

Vengeance

Hate

The church bells ring

Metal hitting metal for the ending

The moon is red and leaking

Chorus

They are coming for your blood

They are coming for your blood

They are coming for your blood

Running won't save you

Nothing will save you

They are coming for your blood

Bridge

Under the floor

Under the gate

Under the bed

Waiting for a heart to stop

Waiting for a soul to drop

Waiting for the sky to rot

Chorus

They are coming for your blood

They are coming for your blood

They are coming for your blood

Running won't save you

Nothing will save you

They are coming for your blood

Outro

The dirt is rising

The dirt is rising

The dirt is rising

Death follows

Death follows

Death follows

Gone

Gone

Gone