[G. Tipton]

I was cross-wired underground
Nothing seemed to fit
I was fried and memory bound
Then it came to me

Devil digger
Unforgiver

I was on a different plane
He [bad word] to me
Laid his hands upon my brow
That's the last of me

Devil digger
Unbeliever

Don't be sorry
It's no disgrace
But never worry (unless)
You have no faith

See [bad word] He has no face
You must [bad word] You must have faith

Death's not final so were told
Words are so profound
Who the [bad word] wants to get old
But ask in the final hours

Devil digger - unbeliever
Devil digger - unforgiver

See [bad word] He has no face
You must [bad word] You must have faith

I don't want to fade away
I don't want to fade away
I don't want to fade away
I don't want to fade away