The Grave - Ihsahn

He hammers the earth with a shovel

Anger thunders with every strike

Inside his skull

A funeral

A cold-blooded murder

He hammers the earth with a shovel

Yet, his grave was empty from the start

Someone or something

To forget

A hole in the ground

He hammers the earth

He hammers the earth with a shovel

Beating it all to dust and stone

Beyond recognition

Faceless

Bloodstained soil

He wipes the sweat of his forehead

A strained laughter in the face of dawn

Marks the completion, the end

The last missing pages

Secretly he hammers the earth