Arkon The Grave Robber Lyrics
Has it ever crossed your mind that things aren't always the bestIf you were six feet down in the dirt with not much meat on your carcassLife's bloody crook when you aint got one, trapped in a wooden casketAlthough being dead's not much fun, you've got at least one mateI'm not talking about the idiot above or the other bloke down belowThis mate of yours, he's a twisted soul, but he'll be there every nightWith his demented gaze and rusty old shovel, he's come to say helloAt night he arrives with his bag of tricksHe's Arkon the grave robberBy the moonlight he digs the up the dirtTo say "how ya going brother"He's Arkon the grave robberFukken Arkon the grave robberBronte, Waverly and big old Rookwood, all the dead are thereSo many shriveled up korpses, it's a fukking nightmareArkon's got so many dead friends when he gets aroundAt the hour of midnight he'll start digging up the groundBuried back in 666 it's a fukking long time since you were rottingNever mind, Arkon will make a call - you're his mate, not forgottenHe digs through the dirt and opens your coffin, his face will give you a frightStone the fukken crows mate it's Arkon in the dead of the night !At night he arrives with his bag of tricksHe's Arkon the grave robberBy the moonlight he digs up the dirtTo say "how ya going brother"He's Arkon the grave robberFukken Arkon the grave robberAlthough being dead's not much fun, you've got at least one mateI'm not talking about the idiot above or the other bloke down belowThis mate of yours, he's a twisted soul, but he'll be there every nightWith his demented gaze and rusty old shovel, he's come to say g'day"How ya going brother"Fukken Arkon the grave robberArkon the grave fukken robber..................
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