Will you marry me and make me whole
Will he bury us?
Once he finds out who's love you stole
But still there's consequences my dear
As you dig to the surface its clear
You won't find the light
When the work bell calls
Calling you down, down, down
And the dark black earth fills their mouths
And their words they call well they don't appear
As they dig to the surface its clear
They won't find the light
And their words we call well they don't appear
As we dig to the surface its clear
We won't find the light

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