Undertaker from Dust Unit by Dust Unit

UNDERTAKER
Please believe me when i cry
for i'm waiting you to die
a great man ain't always wise
yet i'll always put him to rest, in time
In God or satan you may not have faith
Still, your final destination is your grave
and on the liar's and the murderer's and victim's field
my song goes on

one and two and three and four and five dead bodies
fill a casket, have a drink and dig a hole
and wash your hands

I'lltake your measure for a dollar
whether you're a good poppa
or anything between good and robber
the fallen fathers come and get you down
while my salary gets a good rebound
whether your renown you'll finish in the ground
frowned, stuck between slaves and clowns
in eternity your scream resounds
while I go away on my cheap horse mount

Prayin' for a new god, on your newest phone
you think you tricked your fate yet it smashes on your door
and does it really matter, how it's going to end?
and does it really matter if you're on to a fail?
I'm chokin on bits of crippled faith
Just as I have feared I have come undone

On those burning fears I have come and won
it's sworn and getting sealed your reality outdone
Just as i have feared I have come undone
on those burning fears i have come and won

• Acoustic
• Folk
• acoustic guitar
• alt-country
• guitars
• undertaker
• western
• whistle
• Granville