Graveyard,

You manage to dig up the remarkable feat.

So hold me down,

Or cut me loose.

So bind the strings,

Or set me free.

There is no other advanced nobility.

Finish digging up the earth.

What do you discover?

Do you have the heart to let me go?

Or do you have the heart to hide me whole?

Live or die?

Smile or frown?

Run or sit?

Sun or moon?

I would rather drown

Then have to choose.

I’m sorry,

But I beg you,

Choose.