Grubbery (Burnt to a Crisp) (Stolen Babies)

You are mistaken when you come with shovels in your hands The ghosts caught between your teeth will find their way home And empty hides left that you sniff out, will consume you Take themselves back Watching your teeth bend closer to the ground Raining from your mouth, watering and hungry As as your feet walk closer to the mouth You'll be the grubbery for your robbery And how you will pay for the rush of rot through your heart The fork turns beneath the ground It ends this way You cannot keep all the lives that you eat... And empty hides left that you sniff out, will consume you Take themselves back When you chew now, you should look out When the ground moves, hungry like you