Gravedigger Strike Song

See the bodies build mountains As the earth turns sour Hear the whisper of plagues As the dead turn putrid We refuse to dig our own graves We refuse to bury your remains Block the gates of the graveyard No one dead gets in Stand as one, shovel in hand Until the living give in We refuse to dig our own graves We refuse to bury your remains Raise the black shovel Let the pale light guide the way These pits will stay empty The grave diggers union will save the day We refuse to dig our own graves We refuse to bury your remains