Cannibals, a coffin, and a captain's staff
Where the bodies are buried
Out of the churchyard, into the woods
Death comes equally to us all
A cemetery by any other name
Four score and seventy-nine years ago
Sweet and fitting to die for one's country
Keeping up with the corpses
The Disneyland of graveyards
Cannibals, a coffin, and a captain's staff
Where the bodies are buried
Out of the churchyard, into the woods
Death comes equally to us all
A cemetery by any other name
Four score and seventy-nine years ago
Sweet and fitting to die for one's country
Keeping up with the corpses
The Disneyland of graveyards
