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Way down beneath the ground and deep within the earth

Prehistoric crawling death

Scattered and weathered bones lay covered by the sand

Violent raging girth

No one knows which day the earth will rise

Or if it will at all. There’s a silence in despair

Perfection lies inside the middle of it all. Graboid fever in the air

Stand still don’t make a sound vibrations are the call

Feeding time is almost here

Take control and Ride the pole to the closest rock

Escape the slithering fear

There’s a look on the face of fear for everyone

That’s why they get you down

There must be ways to stop this loss

They’re under the goddamn ground