In the glow of the August moon when silents falls upon the city as the chapel bell does chime midnight I stand by your graveside waiting for you
I hear you pounding within the coffin hear you're rage, the screams to get out come my love arise, I call in a dominating tone and do uncover soil to get to your wooden prison
Lifting the lid of your casket you just leap into my arms my love, we will be married soon in the glow of the August moon