Mark X, here the bogus expedition
Dig along the gold vein
Oil will unsurely flow from surface below
Feed yourself screams otherwise doom

Bleed dry, calloused hands
Grab the hot brand, Mark X
Wallowing on the ground
Holes in your pockets

Consume to save the war
Raging underbelly
Convicted the miracle is real but
Feed yourself screams otherwise doom

Shovel demons cursing birth
Rallying all to the shafts
Forsake the provision
Trade a loaf for landstake

Vultures seeking roadkill
Vending the graceful promise
Purchase tickets online
First class southbound train

True treasure clearing rubble
Found still rescuing us
The underlying miners