Lord of the Underworld

He's the definition of heroic
All muscle and blood and bone
Stolidly strong and stoic
His countenance carved in stone
He swaggers and struts
So keep your gob shut
My father walks alone

'Cause he's the Lord of the Underworld
Our mining community shines with pride
Adored by the Underworld
Cowed by his pick and his bowleg stride
Slowly, shyly, scurrying by his side

Living in my father's shadow
Crippled by his quiet threat
Carrying the weight of expectation
Drowned in tears and sweat
I take up the pick
I'm sharp and I'm quick
But not enough to clear the debt

Because the Lord of the Underworld
Has severed our name to the wretched earth
Ignored in the Underworld
Serving our time
We are less than dirt
Failing daily
Digging for all we're worth

The soul destroying toll it's taken
Slaving through the dust and choke
My spirit is cracked and shaken
My body is knocked and broke
His boots I can't fill
It's making me ill
I'm hoping against all hope

That I find freedom
I have to find the way that I can be
A world I can breathe in
Away from the dark and the dirt and the fear
You can sense but you can't even see

'Cause I'm bored of the Underworld
Done with darkness
Done with dust
Yours is the Underworld
But I'm getting out, oh Father, I must
Climbing higher
Finding the path I trust

Restore to the Overworld
Feed the fire to forge my fate
Abroad in the Overworld
Climbing higher, it's not too late
Something calls me

Destiny will not wait
Destiny will not wait
Destiny will not wait