we are going underground
we will never be found
we don't care about the sound
as long as blood keeps spilling on the ground

we have got our own band
and we don't need a helping hand
together as one we all stand
on our way to the promised land

one day i will hold your hand

we are going underground
we will never be found
we don't care about the sound
as long as blood keeps spilling on the ground

the blood keeps spilling on the ground
the blood keeps spilling on the ground

from earth to earth and dust to dust
that's why i wear a cross
get over the bridge to see again
the light or be forever lost

before we get to the end of time
i need to be feeling fine
i wear white clothes and smile tonight
i'm a star i'm shining bright, yeah

hell no, fuck yeah!

we are going underground
we will never be found
we don't care about the sound
as long as blood keeps spilling on the ground

end your life with a gun
(a choice that's made won't come undone)
burn in hell or have some fun
read my name from tombstone
say hello to the flowers when i am gone

gone
no one cares, we've gone underground
gone
and we don't care 'cause we've gone underground