My mind's a van,heavy rolling through the night's mist Loaded with verses,can’t forget how it twists
Toe tags swinging like heavy chains in the wind
Every lyric's a ghost where the darkness rescinds
I’m the cemetery man buried deep in the lore
Haunted by echoes,lost behind closed doors it's a heavy,dark scene Driving through the night where the lost souls gleam Poems in body bags my confessions laid bare In this dirty south rhythm's darkness lingers in the air deep in the grime Rolling with shadows,lost in the rhyme
Heavy boots echo,stomp in the street
Sliding notes weep where the lost souls meet
Ghostly whispers chill to the bone
In the depths of the night forever alone
Cemetery man with a coroner's soul
Burying verses,digging deep,that's my role
In a world of shadows where the lost words roam
I create my kingdom,this dark space I call home
Spoon claps ringing,haunting the air
Each verse I craft rises from despair
Outlaw thoughts slip through the cracks of my mind In this dirty south darkness the truth you’ll find Heavy heart beats in sync the night echoes of sorrow ignite the fight Haunting the night where the spirits play echoes of darkness i choose to stay
digging through the shadows each line a coffin's tale each verse I write the darkness unveils
Spoon taps clatter like a heartbeat in the fog
Every rhyme a memory every word a smog
In the black abyss,I'm chasing the sound
Fire whispers,the dead come back around
No flowers blooming just the stench of the past
shadows always last mind’s a coroner’s van rolling slow through the night Loaded with verses zipped up tight Toe tags dangle like whispers in the cold Every line a secret Every word a soul I drive alone Poems in body bags stacked to the brim Black abyss swallowing light so dim Streetlights flicker Shadows creep an sway The road ahead just fades away Echoes of stanzas trapped in the dark memories Each one a spark,Zipper teeth bite down The quiet wears a Crown this van is my chapel The dead are my Choir they sing me to sleep as the tires expire No prayers for the words I leave behind Just a trail of metaphors lost in time head's a morgue a cold steel room,whispers linger in the gloom Toe tags hanging stories untold Zipped-up verses in a deathly hold cemetery man Mind of a coroner's van Poems in body bags Toe-tied dreams in black rags Shovel in hand I dig up rhymes Buried with jagged lines Black abyss where I lay my pen Every thought dies to live again Each stanza's a shadow each word a knife Cutting through the stillness of afterlife My mind’s a shadow Haunted whispers echo with every heart beat Toe tags dangle low under a dark moonless sky Each rhyme a secret hidden from sight In this gritty drear i find my sound Cemetery dreams buried in red clay This outlaw’s life forever in shadow play slide guitar weeps hearts beat in despair In this bluesy realm darkness fills the air
cemetery man shovel in hand Mind of a coranor's van poems in body bags this dark space I call home
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