Holy Digger’s Hole Holy Locust

[Verse 1]
I have come to know the weight of woe in the holy digger's hole
I  have come to sow the seeds he left when he did go
I  have come from down that lonesome road with cold black water rain
I have come to sing the songs we heard trapped within the grain

And very child turned to stone in the sun
And  the pigs all meet their maker at the sound of their own drum

[Verse 2]
I  have come to you with weary feet broken from the road
I have come only to leave again, for my soul I have sold
I  have come with wrenched for the cogs of the all-consuming beast
I have come here with a great vengeance, to say the very least

You can take my hands and chain my feet to flame
Oh, others like me soon will come again
And  they have come to steal the fire from our eyes
But when the road grows cold we’ll still know which way to go
Spitting curses from deep within the hole

[Interlude]

[Verse 3]
I have come to know the sound of spring sung through winter’s frost
I have come out of the dark to seek and to be sought
I have come with water for to grow new life on an ancient word
Where it lied for four hundred years; a whisper never heard