Raise up To the good times girl We're runnin' low on time I want Our lust To last troughout this night But as we lay our bodies down upon the furs and hides You cried Out in terror As the bed consumed your life Concealed in a lightless tomb 'Nd creepin' towards the shine The glint Of those golden coins has surely caught my eyes But as I open up the chest it's teeth are sharp as knives Hindsight is looking good right now, curse my greedy mind Beware of the things you want 'cause they might want you more A killer likeness to the core I'd advise you to question everything you've ever known Or else you might end up devoured by the door Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Yeah Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Yeah Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh