Texty: Running Wild. Diamonds Of The Black Chest.

Since then he heard about the chest
He's so wild, he can't get no rest
A million diamonds blinding his eyes
Brighter than fire but colder than ice

Sweat on his brow, greed burns his mind
Hands like claws, his teeth always grind
Soaked by sweat he wakes up and screams
"Oh no, it's only a dream"

Diamonds, diamonds
Diamonds of the black chest
Diamonds, diamonds
Diamonds of the black chest

Years and years he sought that chest
He runs most every risk the man's obsessed
For ten years he's roamed on the lands
To feel the diamonds in his hands

Finds the hallow spot, breaking its lock
He opens the gate which is carved of rock
Finding the chest he exults and screams
"Oh yeah, it's no dream"

Diamonds, diamonds
Diamonds of the black chest
Diamonds, diamonds
Diamonds of the black chest, oh yeah

He holds out his hands then touches the chest
Breaks its seals, he disturbs its rest
Curious and slow, he opens the lid
He stares over the edge, what he sees he can't grip

No diamonds but he sees own face
A possessed wreck with an empty gaze
Thrilled by madness, he's dying in pain
No dream, he's insane

Diamonds, diamonds
Diamonds of the black chest
Diamonds, diamonds
Diamonds of the black chest

Diamonds, diamonds
Diamonds of the black chest
Diamonds, diamonds
Diamonds of the black chest, oh yeah