Six feet under.
I lie and wonder.
Is this the end.
Was all the talk about the afterlife all a pretend.
All around cold and dark.
My stiff body has lost that get up and go spark.
I\'m brown bread.
You know dead.
But my mind still thinks.
Whilst into the earth my body sinks.
Above my head i hear loved ones talk.
And around my grave i feel them walk.
Six feet under.
And my soul hasn\'t moved on to that special place over yonder.