““SHALLOW GRAVES Covered in a loose blanket of dirt and rocks Not long since you found yourself broke off Abandoned and alone on the streets But to me, all I see is meat Flesh covered in fear and cheap ink Afraid, your nerves are on the brink Sweetness, I know you have what I need The papers, they all tell stories of me Shallow Graves! I am Shallow Graves! I have strangled and I have ripped Who am I? I’ll give you a tip I have feasted and I have clowned I know just how to keep your down A son of Sam, I’m in your flesh Suffering my only wish The stark weather on the highway Come to me, don’t waste the day Shallow Graves! I am Shallow Graves! I see the way you look at me Stranger in the night Your scent intoxicates me I’m here for you When we’re done you’ll know my name You will scream… Shallow Graves! It’s Shallow Graves!””
