We dig up our fan base, the real ones that count
We'll bring up their corpses, and toss them all out
The body count rises, each fan that we slay
Adding grave divers, each night that we play

(You'll never) see nothing like this
(Forever) death flying high
(You'll never) last to live through it
(Forever) corpses to the sky
(You never) smelled nothing like this
(Forever) it will eat you alive
(You've never) seen nothing like this
(Forever) from graves you will dive

Limbs hit the concrete, bones scatter 'round
Skulls cracking quickly, as they hit the ground
The body count rises, each fan that we slay
Adding grave divers, each night that we play

(You'll never) see nothing like this
(Forever) death flying high
(You'll never) last to live through it
(Forever) corpses to the sky
(You never) smelled nothing like this
(Forever) it will eat you alive
(You've never) seen nothing like this
(Forever) from graves you will dive

Grave dive, grave dive
Grave dive, grave dive

Copyright: DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Writer(s): Anthony Russell Foresta, David William Witte, Gregory Nicholas Poulos, Phillip Kyle Hall, Richard Ryan Joy