In the dead of night, on a whispering breeze, The devil dances in the shadows of the trees, His footsteps silent on the frosty ground, A haunting melody, a frightening sound. He comes to claim what is his to save, "Throw me in a shallow grave." [Percussion Break] (Throw me in a shallow grave) Underneath the moon's ghostly light, Where the cold wind moans and the spirits crave, The devil claims his prize tonight. (Throw me in a shallow grave) Let the earth be my final stage. [BREAK] Through the mist, his eyes burn like coals, A twisted smile, he's playing all his roles. He whispers secrets that twist the soul, Promises of power, but he'll take his toll. Every step, oh I’m closer to the wave, "Throw me in a shallow grave." [Percussion Break] (Throw me in a shallow grave) Underneath the moon's ghostly light, Where the cold wind moans and the spirits crave, The devil claims his prize tonight. (Throw me in a shallow grave) Let the earth be my final stage. [BREAK] The air grows cold, my breath turns white, His shadow looms, like the coming night. His hand on my back, a chilled embrace, Time slows down, my heart starts to race. Oh, I’m not one that can be saved "Throw me in a shallow grave." [Percussion Break] (Throw me in a shallow grave) Underneath the moon's ghostly light, Where the cold wind moans and the spirits crave, The devil claims his prize tonight. (Throw me in a shallow grave) Let the earth be my final stage. [BREAK] Now here I stand at the edge of my demise, The devil grins with glee, oh how time flies. No more tomorrow, only yesterdays, My soul is his, in the endless maze. No stone to mark, no flowers to save, Just throw me in a shallow grave. [Percussion Break] (Throw me in a shallow grave) Underneath the moon's ghostly light, Where the cold wind moans and the spirits crave, The devil claims his prize tonight. (Throw me in a shallow grave) Let the earth be my final stage. [OUTRO] [END] [Percussion Break] (Throw me in a shallow grave) Underneath the moon's ghostly light, Where the cold wind moans and the spirits crave, The devil claims his prize tonight. (Throw me in a shallow grave) Let the earth be my final stage. [OUTRO] [END]
