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Burial Grounds

from Hanssongs by Hans Rickheit

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Let's go tromping through the burial grounds
Contemplate all the bones we found
Some are made of plastic
And some are old mould
But some of the skulls are filled with gold

Amidst the rubble and the clay
Overlooking their world of decay
The ants have constructed a holy shrine
To their mighty conquest of mankind

And it's alright
This is holy ground
And it never rains
In this old town

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from Hanssongs, released May 7, 2015

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