Lucky Bones

After the spirit of the living ghosts And all the treasures that their bodies host Their bloodless vessel it will never die Still it screams when it is skinned alive Make them diamonds, bring me gold And all the treasures that their bodies hold I've come to take away your lucky bones Worth far more than any precious stones Make them diamonds, bring me gold... Invisible spirit thinner than air I still seek to find you there Limbless inhuman you know my name And all the reasons for which I have came And when given to the land Ashes ground into the sand Splinters piercing through the crust Spreading thinly to the dust I am blinded in the dead of night Yet with your eyes I'm given second sight With just a portion of a curing limb I'll find the fortune hidden in your skin Just like previous stones... are your lucky bones...