Grave Digger Wolves At The Gate

I awoke, the ground was hard and barely broke
The air was filled with morning's smoke
The hours fly by so I work
There's bound to be wealth in this dirt
The heart of the earth holds the key
Where all my troubles will flee

So I dig, and I dig, and I dig
Cause I can't find another way, I'll dig

You say that you are dying to live
(But at this pace your life you'll give)
Death always gets the best of us
(And then abandons to the dust)
Your work and toil leave only room
(For coffins, graves, and deathly tombs)
Your work and toil leave only room
(For coffins, graves, and deathly tombs)

Dig, and you dig, and you dig, and you dig
And you must see my friend there's another way

I'll capture this life in my cold hands
I'll make it fulfill all my demands
I'll rip from the earth, the treasures it will bring
And crown myself as a conquering king