AquaTramp - The Reaper's Gardener Lyrics

Buried way down deep beneath the Earth
Lie the seeds of a harvest
Planted by a mortal man
Delivered by the hand of an angel

Known to be dressed in black
He stands by the side of his preacher
Bent over with a broken back
Crops doused with the sweat of his labour

Just grab a bucket, because it's time to kick it
And if you wake up, there's a bell just ring it
Here lies a husband, he was a father adored
Rests a man of great honour
Who was sown by the reaper's gardener...
Sown by the reaper's gardener

Roots hath taken, life forsaken
He wants your money, to rest your soul
The gallows maker, his rent is high
The tenants worried, the houses that he makes last to doomsday!

Boxed wall to wall, at the Underworld Inn, you were read your last rights when you first checked in
Said a man at the desk to get rich quick, just dig, dig, dig, with a spade or a pick
Ploughed six feet down right through the ground, not an inch of light, or a grain of sound
The taker took your ticket and he ripped it up, he said to you, you wasn't good enough!

And the preacher shouted...

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Drowned in the Styx on your way to hell
Every grave in the yard, had a story to tell
Rests a man of great honour
Who was sown by the reaper's gardener
Sown by the reaper's gardener

Come on blood brother
Pay your toll motherf*cker
Hell ain't free for the damned you sucker
Time of death was eleven twenty three
By twelve fifteen the soil was dry
Mother didn't have no time to cry
By two nineteen the jury had decided
That revenge was the motive that would have you bite it
Laid to rest with a bullet in your chest
Screamed a gardener with a gun just die! Die! Die!