Grubbery (burnt to a crisp)

You are mistaken when you come with shovels in your hands
 The ghosts caught between your teeth will find their way home...
 And empty hides left that you sniff out
 will consume you, take themselves back
 Watching your teeth bend closer to the ground
 Raining from your mouth, watering and hungry
 And as your feet walk closer to the mouth,
 You'll be the grubbery for your robbery
 And how you will pay for the rush of rot through your heart
 The fork turns beneath the ground,
 It ends this way.
 Empty hides left that you sniff out
 will consume you, take themselves back
 Watching your teeth bend closer to the ground
 Raining from your mouth, watering and hungry
 And as your feet walk closer to the mouth,
 You'll be the grubbery for your robbery
 Empty hides left that you sniff out
 will consume you, take themselves back
 When you chew now, you should look out
 When the ground moves, hungry like you...