Lyrics:

That fool who digs his own grave
I'm still trying to find my way out
And if its the long way I'll sleep in this bed I have laid

The kids have fallen on blades
It's too late to figure out
It's too late for babies to beg for their bed
It's too late to ignore the storm up ahead
It's too dark to see my way out
Now all I can do about anything wrong is dig further down

Further down

And when we finally awake
We'll burn our bodies on stakes
A tower of ashes and sawdust will lay where our castles were made