Ave Grave

In the beginning we rounded them up
All of the traitors to luck
And then we killed them and put all their bodies
Into one massive grave
As they approached where they'd spend their tomorrows
They never asked us a thing
When you give in to the mercy of time
You don't try to survive
You just try to get by on whatever it brings

(corpses ascend)

When we came back to throw lye on the corpses
There were no corpses there
All of the Trevors and Patricks and Davids
Were set to float away
We were not angry, we weren't disappointed
We were just doing our jobs
We barely missed them by a dangling hair
Up past fingertips into the air
As they rose up their look was reserved