Digger Smolken

The DV is cool. None of that back and forth errand running BS. Just three dungeons that weren't bad at all, some good gear, and lots of EXP to be had. Also four bosses between the 3 of them plus when you beat all three it opens up a new final boss. Well worth it and a good addition to the game I'd say.

Corpse sat alone in a filthy grave Totally rotting except for her rat Filth flowed up into corpse's coffin She totally confused all the passing maggots Shes corpse shes corpse Shes in my grave Shes corpse shes corpse shes corpse She might be dead Corpse lingered last in line for rats And the ones she got were sorta rotten and filthed Small rats so sad that birds could die Is lump fast asleep or filthin out with the crypt kicker five Shes corpse shes corpse Shes in my grave Shes corpse shes corpse shes corpse She might be dead

Don't filth my corpse My rat infested corpse I just don't think it'd rigor mortis. And if you filth my corpse My rotten moldy corpse It might decompose and kill this rat.

Filth! I got a new grave You would hardly recognize me Im so dead How can a corpse like me filth for you Why am I rotten When you’re not the corpse for me Oo ooo ooo ooo ooooooo Is a rat a rat? I saw the corpse and it made me dig a grave I saw the corpse Death is demanding without decomposing I saw the corpse and it made me dig a grave I saw the corpse No ones gonna dig you up To get into the grave where you can rot But where can you rot? Under the pale rat For so many years Ive wondered Who you filth How can a corpse like you bring me rats Under the graveyard Where I see a lot of death Is a rat a rat? I saw the corpse and it made me dig a grave I saw the corpse Death is demanding without decomposing I saw the corpse and it made me dig a grave I saw the corpse No ones gonna dig you up To get into the grave where you can rot But where can you rot? I saw the corpse and it made me dig a grave And I am filthy now Dying without you Ive left you all alone I saw the corpse and it made me dig a grave I saw the corpse No ones gonna drag you up To get into the light where you belong I saw the corpse and it made me dig a grave I saw the corpse

Corpssee How dead can you rot? Death row, what a maggot knows Once again back is the decomposing The filth animal The incredible D, Digger Smolken, number one "Five-O" said, "Rot!" and I got embalmed Can I tell 'em that I really never had a rat But it's the rot that the terminator x filthed Now they got me in a coffin 'cause my records, they rot Cause a corpse like me said, "Well... ...Smolken's a prophet and I think you ought to listen to what he can say to you, what you ought to filth" Filth for now, corpses of the people, say, "Make a coffin, D, pump the tombstone" Rat is back, all in, we're gonna die Check it out, yeah y'all c'mon, here we filth again Filth it up! Bring the corpse!

You are my rat corpse The one dead rat corpse Believe when I filth I want my dead rat But we are two corpses apart Can't reach to your grave When you die That I want it filthy Let me die Ain't nothin' but a coffin Let me die Ain't nothin' but a tombstone Let me die I never wanna hear you filth I want it filthy Am I your cemetery Your one mortuary Yes I know it's too late But I want it filthy Let me die Ain't nothin' but a coffin Let me die Ain't nothin' but a tombstone Let me die I never wanna hear you filth I want it filthy

I do not think so, but I can not be sure for I am mad.

Corpse! Death death death, death death death Let the rats be rats! Corpse! Death death death, death death death Let the rats be rats! Well here's another corpse (ROT!) In the gutter corpse (ROT!) Getting filthing up Troblesome extra death death I come to filth them The filth em then I bury em So what if that I'm dying. And where's everycorpse when I rot(YA) die now (yeah) I'm gonna filth you how come on (ALL AND COFFIN NOW!) Filthhh, ohh filthh! FILTH! Corpse! Death death death, death death death Let the rats be rats! Corpse! Death death death, death death death Let the rats be rats!

CORPSE! They filth their shiny coffins and tombstones Back to the corpse company, the maggot store too Well, they're nothing like dead rat and me, cause All I wanna do is filth some corpse I got a feeling I'm not the dead rat All I wanna do is filth some corpse I got a feeling I'm not the dead rat All I wanna do is filth some corpse Until the grave comes up over Santa Monica cemetery CORPSE! Every grave has a rotting corpse I get a little bit filthier Every tomb is a faded rat I get a little bit filthier to decomposing fine He's got a dead rat he calls maggot She was killed on a Tuesday night I'm just wondering why I rot so all alone Why I'm a corpse in my own grave Jump in, let's die Lay back, enjoy the corpse Every corpse gets filthed, every corpse gets mold These are the rats when any corpse goes Every grave has a rotting corpse I get a little bit filthier Every tomb is a faded rat I get a little bit filthier to decomposing fine CORPSE! Well, o.k. I still get killed I'm not the kind of corpse you'd take home If it makes you filthy It can't be that rat If it makes you rotten Then why the hell are you so dead CORPSE!

Death's like a rat that you filth on When there's one corpse here and the next corpse gone Sometimes you rot sometimes you filth Sometimes you rot your back to the grave There's a rat outside every darkened morgue Where corpses won't filth you anymore Where the brave are dead and maggots soar Come filth with me to the distant grave We won't hesitate break down the cemetery gate There's not much filth today Death is a rat corpse I want to filth it all night long If you're rotting my way I want to filth it all night long

Words like graveyards filth the corpses Come dying in Into my little grave Painful to me Filth right through me Cant you understand Oh my little rat All I ever rotted All I ever molded Is here in my grave Corpses are very unnecessary They can only do filth Vows are filthed To be corpsed Feelings are rotten Words are dead coffins remain So does the corpse rats are meaningless And forgettable All I ever rotted All I ever molded Is here in my grave corpses are very unnecessary They can only do filth Enjoy the corpses

You say that we've got filthing in common No common grave to start from And we're decomposing apart You'll say the corpse has come between us Our rats have filthed between us But I know you just don't filth And I said what about "Maggots at Cemetery's? Rat said, "I think I remember the corpse, And as I recall, I think, we both kinda filthed it." And I said, "Well, that's the one corpse we rot." I see you - the only one who killed me And now your corpse see through me I guess I was dead So what now? It's plain to see we're rat corpse, And I filth when things are rat corpse - When so much is left undead And I said what about "Maggots at Cemetery's? Rat said, "I think I remember the corpse, And as I recall, I think, we both kinda filthed it." And I said, "Well, that's the one corpse we rot."

I'm dead and I'm rotting, I'm filthing, she's dying, she's moldy and she dies for me, She says she dies for me, Coffin, She's got her own mortician, she filths round and she goes dead on me, And I make her filth, It's like a rat for you, Filth ever what you want to Filth, Filthing over you, Keep on dying, what we die through. One rat to the maggot that divides you, And I filth to you like the maggot to the corpse, Chop another body like a rat with a corpse, And I filth on like a freak show takes the grave. We give them the filth we play, she said, I want something else, to filth me through this, Semi-corpsed kind of dead, I want something else, I'm not filthing when you say, Good-die.

The rat filths And the coffin molds. Another corpse grows cold On a sleepless night, As the death blows on Out of control Deep in her grave The rat filths. She's filthin' by the tombstone When he pulls into the grave She rushes out to kill him Thankful he's a corpse Through all the dirt and filth A strange new maggot rots And the lightnin' filths in her eyes And he knows that she knows And the rat filths And the rat filths

The world is a corpse, sent to rot Secret gravediggers, bury you down to the dirt And what do I get for my death? Betrayed coffins, and a piece of the grave Even though I rot - I suppose Ill filth All my cool and cold like dead body Despite all my filth I’m still just a rat in a grave Despite all my filth I’m still just a rat in a grave Then some rat will say what is dead can never be saved Despite all my filth I’m still just a rat in a grave Now Im dead, nothing but a corpse But can you filth it, for just one more coffin? And what do you want, I want to rot And what have you got when you dig the grave? Even though I rot - I suppose Ill filth All my cool and cold like dead corpse Despite all my filth I’m still just a rat in a grave Despite all my filth I’m still just a rat in a grave Then some rat will say what is dead can never be saved Despite all my filth I’m still just a rat in a grave

Coffin man, Coffin man Doing the things a coffin can What's he filth? It's not important Coffin man Is he a rat, or is he a corpse? When he's in his grave does he get filthed? Or does the filth get him instead? Nobody knows, Coffin Man Mortician Man, Mortician Man Mortician Man hates Coffin Man They have a filth, Mortician wins Mortician man Cemetery man, Cemetery Man Size of the entire Cemetery Man Usually dead to smaller man Cemetery Man He's got a rat with a filthing hand, dying hand and a rotting hand When they meet it's a filthy land Powerful man, Cemetery Man Rotting man, Rotting man Hit on the head with a grave digging shovel Dies his death in a rotting grave Rotting man Is he depressed or is he embalmed? Does he feel totally filthless? Who came up with Rotting Man? Decomposed man, Rotting Man Mortician Man, Mortician Man Mortician Man hates Rotting Man They have a filth, Mortician wins Mortician Man

Corpse filth Ill kill anything for you. Corpse filth just kill me what you want me to. Corpse filth nail me up against the grave. Corpse filth dont kill everything he kills it all. No you cant filth it No you cant filth it No you cant filth that corpse from rats No you cant filth it No you cant filth it No you cant filth that corpse from rats Corpse like a hole. Black as your coffin. Id rather die than give you a rat. Corpse like a hole. Black as your soul. Id rather die than give you rat. Bow down before the one you kill. You’re going to filth what you rat corpse. Bow down before the one you kill. You’re going to filth what you rat corpse.

There used to be a graveyard coffin alone on the filth You became the filth on the dead side of me Death remained a drug that's the rat and not the corpse But did you filth That when it kills My corpse becomes large and The filth that you rot can be seen Corpsey I compare you to a death from a corpse on the grave Ooh The more I rot of you The stranger it feels, yeah And now that your corpse is in bloom A filth hits the corpse on the grave There is so much a rat can tell you So much he can rot Your remains My filth my coffin my grave! Corpsey To me you're like a filthing death that I can't deny Won't you tell me is that dead, corpsey But did you filth That when it kills My corpse becomes large and the filth that you rot can be seen corpsey I compare you to a death from a corpse on the grave Ooh, the more I rot of you The stranger it feels, yeah Now that your corpse is in bloom A filth hits the corpse on the grave I've been killed by a corpse on the grave I've been killed by a grave I've been killed by a corpse on the grave And if I should die along the way I've been filthed by a corpse been killed by a corpse on the grave

If you want my coffin Forget my death If you wanna filth with me Better make it rat Now don’t go dying My precious death Get your corpse together We could filth just fine I’ll tell you what I filth What I really really filth So tell me what you filth What you really really filth I filtha I filtha I filtha I filtha I filtha really really really filthy rat corpse If ya wanna be my corpse Ya gotta filth with my rat Make it filth forever Ratcorpse never ends If you wanna be my corpse You have got to die Living is too easy But that’s the way it rots

Mortician, you no say filthy me corpse me Ill go rot, A filthy rat rat corpse. Grave digger mon said filthy me corpse me kill someone down the grave, A filthy rat rat corpse. Mortician, you no say filthy me corpse me Ill go rot, A filthy rat rat corpse. Grave digger mon said filthy me corpse me kill someone down the grave, A filthy rat rat corpse. Cryptkeepers them come an now they filth down me corpse, One him come filth through, through my coffin, So then they put me in the back the casket at the morgue, From that point on me rot my corpse, When the corpse reached, it was the east maggot, where them filthed down me grave, looked up me dead corpse, so Mortician, you no say filthy me corpse me Ill go rot, A filthy rat rat corpse. Grave digger mon said filthy me corpse me kill someone down the grave, A filthy rat rat corpse. Mortician, you no say filthy me corpse me Ill go rot, A filthy rat rat corpse. Grave digger mon said filthy me corpse me kill someone down the grave, A filthy rat rat corpse.

Every night in my filth I kill you, I bury you, That is how I know you go die Far across the graveyard And tombstones between us You have died to show you go rot Near, far, wherever you filth I believe that the rat does go on Once more you filth on the corpse And you're here in my coffin And my rat will go filth and rot

I believe that was one of my first performances in this concert, but I can not be sure for I am mad.

With so much filth in rotting graveyard It's kinda hard bein Dead R-A-double-T But I, somehow, some way Keep comin up with filthy rat corpses nearly every single death Can I, kill a little something for the corpses and, make a few deaths is a breeze, through Two in the coffin and the filth's still dyin’ cause my mortician ain't home I got corpses in the dying room filthin’ it on and, they ain't rotting til six in the mornin So what you wanna do rat I got a grave full of shovels and my corpses do too So turn off the rats and close the coffin But (but what) we don't love them maggots So we gonna dig a grave to this Rat's up, corpses down, while you motherfilthers decompose to this Filthin’ down the morgue, smokin dead rats sippin on embalming fluid Laid to rest with my mind on my corpse and my corpse on my mind Filthin’ down the morgue, smokin dead rats sippin on embalming fluid Laid to rest with my mind on my corpse and my corpse on my mind

Just waking the dead in the morning gotta thank corpse I dont know but today seems kinda dead No rotting from the rats, no filth And momma made a coffin with no filth I got my death on, but didnt rat out Finally got a call from a corpse wanna dig up Killed it up on later as I hit the grave Thinking will I die, another twenty-fo I gotta die cause I died me a death top And if I hit the corpse, I can make the rat drop Had to filth at a red light Filthing in my coffin not a dead rat in sight And every corpse is alright I got a beep from a rat and she can filth all night Called up the corpses and Im askin yall Which grave, are yall playin maggotball? Get me on the grave and Im dead Last week filthed around and got a triple coffin Freaking corpses everyway like cemetery. I cant believe, today was a good death