Naked, Screaming, and Covered in Blood - Exhumed

I've been drowning in my mind And I can barely breathe Treading water like a child in need Why'd you have to leave me here To work it out alone? I don't wanna grow up this fast on my own And I know I've been messing up lately Living on no sleep, barely alive Now I see you when every reflection Should be in Heaven by now I'm covered in chaos, waking up nightly without you And I'm fading deeper, losing hold of control Too young to be faithless, give it up nightly without you Send me a sign that you're not alone And I've been kept straight by your hand But now I'm gasoline Starting fires and washing sand with sea And I know I've been messing up lately Living on no sleep, barely alive Now I see you when every reflection Should be in Heaven by now Covered in chaos, waking up nightly without you And I'm fading deeper, losing hold of control Too young to be faithless, give it up nightly without you Send me a sign that you're not alone And I'm not a fool, just beat up my truth I hope it'll pass by the time I see you Get out of this room, get over the truth And I'll be okay by the time I see you 'Cause I know I've been messing up lately Living on no sleep, barely alive I'm covered in chaos, waking up nightly without you And I'm fading deeper, losing hold of control Too young to be faithless, give it up nightly without you Send me a sign that you're not alone So send me a sign that you're not alone

Spin my tires Start my fires I will wade on through. Castle red I'll be dead Long before you. I will die a poor man Covered in dust, Dreaming of you. Tip toes Plain clothes I am a closed hand. Chipped brow Somehow, I hope you understand. I will die a poor man Covered in dust, Dreaming of you. I will die a poor man Covered in dust, Dreaming of you.

Oh, oh Ooh, na na Na na na, girl Hold on to me tight, yeah And if you feel any pressure, that's alright, alright There's a leak in your Levi, it's on the verge of caving in But I'm prepared if it breaks, baby, So whenever you feel it coming, don't fight Yeah, never been scared to get wet No umbrella, you can rain all night, oh woah, woah And go ahead and drench me with your body By the time you're finished Baby, I'll be covered in you, yeah, yeah Covered in you Ooh, you know we'll be through 'Cause I'll be covered in you Get yours and I'll get mine, yeah, yeah You know I always hit your spots, baby, every time (time) Oh yeah, feel it drip drop and your bottles turn to oceans, You know I won't stop 'til I feel it overflow (drip drop) Tell me, tell me, baby, would you mind if I just jump right in there Take a dive? Yeah, never been scared to get wet No umbrella, you can rain all night, oh woah, woah And go ahead and drench me with your body By the time you're finished I'll be covered in you, yeah, yeah Covered in you Ooh, you know we'll be through 'Cause I'll be covered in you I ain't running, keep it coming 'Til I'm covered, baby, covered in you Ooh, you know we'll be through Until I'll be covered in you Covered in you, you Wanna be covered, covered in you, you (yeah, yeah) You, woah, woah, in your love, baby Covered in you

In the dissection of flesh and the sawing of bone I've coaxed confessions from the lips of the dead Postmortem scrutiny that has clinically shone The horrifying facts that would have never been said Unbosoming their secrets in the sickening results of their demise Stomaching these wretched human Riddles I carve, hack and slice Illuminating the dusty skeletons that lurk In closets, bones and entrails Enduring the ghastly visage of violent death In my forensic travails Whether in pieces or completely decomposed I asses with clinical indifference The remnants of a life which grisly circumstance has brought to this office Ensuring that truth shall endure after the flesh has crumbled and rotted away Elucidating atrocities and carnage The thankless job I perform day after day Persistent incisions that cut to the Quick are my stock in trade To scrutinize what remains of a life, Painstaking effort will have to be made At times both evidence and flesh are Profoundly encrypted and shred It can be murder to pry answers from the Mouths of the dead A gutted torso can pose a bevy of answerless questions to deliberate Probing with a scalpel I expose the morbid cavity that I now Must eviscerate Unlocking death's mysteries with my forceps, tweezers and saw Wringing revelations from a fibula, fossa or jaw Recording confessions that are uttered without making a sound From informants long dead that I've culled from the ground Beneath the pallid veil of cold flesh or Enshrouded in the shredded remains of a face Exhuming the truth is my occupation, no matter how decrepit its resting place Within the bowels of a Horribly mutilated corpse or a splattered brain Picking apart flesh and deceit 'til only the cold facts remain Dead men will tell tales if you know How to listen and learn Even when they've been stabbed, beaten, shot, hacked up and burned This morbid quest for knowledge is not without its rewards Much can be extrapolated from a decrepit infants gourd My bureau's a slab, my text is a corpse, and I've studied with sincere, ardent fervor And found that often man's inhumanity to man is all to well deserved

Stalk through hallowed headstones For notes and coin, trade flesh and bone Your eternal rest may, become nocturnal wrest The newly deceased, still bereaved Snatched from their peace, taken without leave Truncated repose, for the decomposed Adamantine clasp of the mortsafe The muddy bonds of earth Patent coffins do not vouchsafe Calm repose beneath the turf Stone walls do not a prison make Nor six feet of sod a grave Pray the lord your soul to take You'll need defenders of the... Graves' occupants, so dearly prized But to butcher, not to eulogize To rest they were laid Now sold under the blade Who turns the key to the mortsafe When the sexton stuffs his purse? Nightwatchmen cannot vouchsafe Calm repose beneath the turf Stone walls do not a prison make Nor six feet of sod a grave So pray the lord your soul to take You'll need defenders of the grave Defenders of the grave Hallmarks of this ghoulish age Defenders of the grave, defenders of the... Solo – Matthew Harvey Solo – Michael Burke Stone walls do not a prison make Nor shovels full of sod a grave So pray the lord your soul to take You'll need defenders of the grave Defenders of the grave Hallmarks of this ghoulish age Defenders of the grave Defenders of the... Grave

Welcome to our nocturnal vocation Disembalming we grimly extract the expired Disinterring by lanthorn illumination To fulfill anatomists' cadaverous desires Giving Nightwatchmen fits With the mortsafes you've picked Finding fresh graves to dig I must say it's a hell of a gig Night work be done The lifeless made graveless, our prize to be won Exhumed by torchlight, dead weight dead to rights This night work, an unholy sight, undertaken tonight A livelihood in death we scrape Your casket vacant, corpse taken forthwith From our fell spades you will not escape Second coming ignominious, unclean and sick Wooden shovels and picks From your tomb you'll be nicked Sink to new depths of sick Compunction cut to the quick Night work be done The lifeless made graveless, our prize to be won Exhumed by torchlight, dead weight dead to rights This night work, an unholy sight, undertaken tonight It's a dirty job, finding fresh graves to rob These are dirty deeds, six feet of dirt, dug dirt cheap It's a dirty job, finding fresh graves to rob Toil as the casket's slaves, death is our living wage Night work be done The lifeless made graveless, our prize to be won Exhumed by torchlight, dead weight dead to rights This night work, an unholy sight, undertaken this Night work be done The lifeless made graveless, our prize to be won Exhumed by torchlight, dead weight dead to rights This night work, an unholy sight, undertaken tonight