The Cryptologist

Let's go running underground
 I've left my love laying around
 And where we go's up in the air
 I have no thoughts
 I do not care
 Let's tear out the graveyard's bed
 I see it now, inside my head
 And with a spade, I excavate
 I look for you
 It's not too late
 Treasure deep within thee earth
 I'm resting now, ending this search
 I hold your form inside my hands
 Your flesh is dust, your bones are sand
 I lay down inside abyss
 I cling to you, I've wanted this
 So, spill the dirt into the cleft
 I cannot breathe under it's heft
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