The Cryptologist - Damaged Bug

Let’s go running underground

I’ve left my love laying around

And when we go’s up in the air

I have no thoughts

I don’t care

Let’s tear out the graveyard’s bed

I see it now, inside my head

And with spade, I excavate

I look for you

It’s not too late

Treasure deep within the earth

I’m resting now, ending this search

I hold your form within my hands

Your flesh is dust, your bones are sand

I lay down inside abyss

I cling to you, I’ve wanted this

So, spill the dirt into the cleft

I cannot breathe under it’s heft

Please don’t be long…