Blood of the Beloved - Feed The Ditch Lyrics

I don't even know where the f*ck I'm at now
Waking up in a fog I hear the bats out
I hear the wings flap over the breeze
I smell dirt and I see that I am under the trees
I taste blood, but I'm getting the sinking feeling it ain't mine
Mud caked up under my fingernails, encased
I'm laying at the mouth of a hole in the ground
And with the spade clutched tight in my fist I try to look down
All I can see's the unending darkness
An abyss of pitch black extends beyond this
Into miles and miles and straight down it goes
A faint sound emanating from the leagues below
A small whisper that floods through my mind and holds
A trance lingering inside until I lose control
It's grows louder, and reaches an unbearable pitch
And says"you dug it up, now it's time to feed the ditch"
I awaken in the darkness covered in blood
Lying next to a body that was sunk in the mud
I was frozen in fear and shocked from the sight
Trying to remember what the f*ck had even happened tonight
I picked up the body, and walked an old dirt road
Don't know where to go til I saw a murder of crows
As they flocked in a group it's as if some how they knew
That I was lost and they flew like they knew what to do
So I followed through the hollow
Saw man in a cloak
With a shovel in his hand next to a cavernous hole
That he pointed to and said in demonic pitch
They work is done go on and feed the ditch