They're shaking in town, but it'll let up
So harden the heart, and pull away
What's deep in the ground will never get up. So carry it out, and it'll stay
Out of the cypress
Buried and wrapped up
Covered and dried out and given away
To whatever comes after the living and killing. With all the little waves breaking and crawling and beginning to forget it all in every way

Out of the cypress
Buried and wrapped up
Covered and dried out and given away

Laden down now
Stinking, and withering out. Rolling out and thinking back. But where are we now?
Laden down now
Stinking
Withering out underground