Dark Lotus is an American hip-hop supergroup based in Detroit, Michigan. Fo… Read Full Bio ↴Dark Lotus is an American hip-hop supergroup based in Detroit, Michigan. Formed in 1998, the group consists of Psychopathic Records-associated rappers Joseph Bruce and Joseph Utsler of Insane Clown Posse, Jamie Spaniolo and Paul Methric of Twiztid, and Blaze Ya Dead Homie.

Dark Lotus made its debut with the single "Echo Side", which was later released on Insane Clown Posse's 1999 album The Amazing Jeckel Brothers. It was later announced that each member "would act as a 'petal' of the lotus," and that there would be six members. After speculation as to who the sixth member would be, including rumors that Esham would join the group, it was announced that Marz would be a member.

Dark Lotus released their first album, Tales from the Lotus Pod, in 2001. Mike E. Clark was brought in to produce the album, but left the project after producing four songs, and Fritz the Cat produced the rest of the album. The album peaked at #1 on the Billboard Heatseekers chart, #6 on the Top Independent Albums chart, and #158 on the Billboard 200. Marz left the group, and was replaced by James Lowery. In 2002, Tales from the Lotus Pod was reissued in a new version removing Marz' vocals. On April 6, 2004, Dark Lotus released their second studio album, Black Rain. It peaked at #3 on the Top Independent Albums chart, and at #71 on the Billboard 200.

Lowery left the group, and a third album, The Opaque Brotherhood, was released without him. It peaked at #4 on the Top Independent Albums chart, #23 on the Top R&B/Hip-Hop Albums chart, #45 on the Top Internet Albums chart, and #45 on the Billboard 200.[4] Allrovi reviewer Stewart Mason praised the album, writing "Nothing on The Opaque Brotherhood will convince anyone who isn't already a fan, but the tormented lyrics and matter-of-fact delivery remove a layer or two of distance and artifice from the band's familiar themes, and make them that much more disturbing as a result.".

Graverobbers
Dark Lotus Lyrics

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Apparently somebody or some people have been committing grave robbery
And taking items of clothing and sometimes the body itself from the coffins
Investigators are puzzled as to who this could be committing these
Diabolical acts of robbery but promise to bring a close to the case soon

[All members back and forth]
Well there's no moon out tonight
Bring me the shovel

Hand me the axe
Give me that pick
Dead bodies
Dark Lotus
I hear something moving around
Dead walking everywhere
Dark Lotus
But we set them free
Come alive
Dark Lotus
Come alive
Holy shit
Oh my god Dark Lotus

[Anybody Killa]
Quit acting like it's that hard for ya'll to see the truth
That the Lotus came back to rob graves foolproof
We always claiming that we running, but it's never away
Straight ahead cemetery jacking up in your face
Stay far from the real if you can't deal
Got the whole world looking at us crazy for real
But the past is the past and the future is the future
But the present is the time for ya'll to find a buried ruler

[Violent J]
Mr. Newgleson, they buried him with a watch
And it's worth about 300 bucks, give me a shovel
I say fuck the dead I mean they fucking dead, fuck them
Wearing watches and gold nugget rings
And I ain't suppose to pluck them?
I don't just leave them there, I take the whole fucking body
And squeeze and play with they appendix like it's silly putty
I'm up for all kind of hours all off in your grave
And to this wicked shit I am a slave
But I like this

[Chorus x2]
The dead need freedom
(A little air a little moonlight
this shit has been a long time)
Into your coffin we come
(I got my mind on your grave
and your grave on my mind)

[Jamie Madrox]
My shovel will set you free
Your corpse should provide a good source
for the sacrifice before me
I'm the cool grave robbing, raiding tombs looking for food
In places that you never even thought to
The dead and they don't put up any fight
Besides once you ain't got no life
The rest is useless
You say it's ruthless but they don't mind they're dead
And after their consumed they got my life

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
See I got me a job diggin as a grave digger
Who woulda figured my plans was much bigger
But nonetheless the graveyard shift by myself
Dumbass rookies don't know what to you could do with a belt
Dig them up in a line, and strap them up right
Throw the strings over limbs
and make them dance in the moonlight (yaye yaye)
Got my own party started
Damn, I'm busted, they got two others guys high

[Chorus x2]

[Monoxide Child]
With the gray smoke covering me
I float down with the intentions
of grabbing another body from the ground
Is it a sickness nobody understands
I'm all alone except for all the dead bodies
I'm keeping up in my home
They always listen to me
Never interrupt or pass judgment
I can really be myself around them
And I love it, it's my own world
Hand picked from the tombs of past on's
Now give me your grave stone to dance on

[Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
They coming to evict me out the hole in the pine box, I rotted
Been waiting here so long I thought I been forgotten
And forsaken in the Earth to remain with the rats and the locusts
Steady crawling through my veins, I'm in pain
But I can hear their shovels getting close
I'm shaking like a bitch after 11 years alone
Bash my head into the box I can't take it anymore
I gotta free myself up out the grave
Something else in store

[Chorus x2]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Dark Lotus's song "Graverobbers" depict a group of individuals who engage in grave robbery, stealing items of clothing and even the bodies themselves from coffins. The investigators are puzzled as to who could be committing these dark acts but promise to close the case soon.

The members of Dark Lotus express a sinister excitement about their activities, using tools like shovels, axes, and picks to dig up graves. They talk about the presence of the dead, describing them as walking everywhere and being set free by the actions of Dark Lotus. The repetition of phrases like "Dark Lotus" and "come alive" emphasizes their connection to the supernatural and their defiance of societal norms.

Anybody Killa acknowledges that their actions may be seen as crazy, but urges others to recognize the buried ruler they are searching for. The past and future are separate from the present, which is a time for everyone to find the buried ruler and confront the truth.

Violent J's verse expresses a disregard for the dead and a desire to profit from their burial objects. He sees no issue with taking the entire body and playing with it, viewing himself as a slave to the wickedness of grave robbing. The verse reflects a fascination with the macabre and a lack of empathy for the deceased.

Jamie Madrox describes himself as a "cool" grave robber, raiding tombs and finding sustenance in places others wouldn't even consider. He justifies his actions by claiming that the dead don't mind and that being consumed gives them a continuation of life. This verse reflects a twisted sense of logic and a lack of regard for ethical boundaries.

Shaggy 2 Dope portrays himself as a grave digger who has expanded his plans beyond his job description. He revels in manipulating the bodies, using strings to make them dance in the moonlight. He expresses frustration when he is caught, as he had two other accomplices who were also engaging in grave robbery.

Monoxide Child describes a personal connection with the dead, viewing them as good listeners who don't interrupt or judge him. He feels comfortable being himself around them and appreciates the solitude that his collection of dead bodies brings. This verse reflects a sense of companionship and acceptance found in the dead, which contrasts the societal condemnation of their actions.

Blaze Ya Dead Homie expresses a sense of desperation and abandonment as he has been waiting in the grave for years. He describes feeling forsaken and in pain, but also experiencing excitement when he hears the shovels getting closer. He yearns to escape his grave, hinting at a desire for something beyond death.

Overall, the lyrics to "Graverobbers" depict a group of individuals who engage in grave robbery for various reasons ranging from profit to a fascination with the macabre. The lyrics evoke a sense of darkness, rebellion, and disregard for societal norms and the sanctity of the dead.

Line by Line Meaning

Apparently somebody or some people have been committing grave robbery
There have been reports of individuals stealing items from graves and even the bodies themselves

And taking items of clothing and sometimes the body itself from the coffins
They are not only taking clothes, but also the entire bodies from the coffins

Investigators are puzzled as to who this could be committing these
Detectives are baffled about the identity of the culprits responsible for these acts

Diabolical acts of robbery but promise to bring a close to the case soon
They assure the public that they are working diligently to solve this case

Well there's no moon out tonight
The absence of moonlight creates an eerie atmosphere

Bring me the shovel
Please pass me the shovel

Hand me the axe
Pass me the axe

Give me that pick
I need that pickaxe

Dead bodies
There are corpses

Dark Lotus
The name Dark Lotus is being invoked, possibly as a symbol or source of power

I hear something moving around
I can perceive sounds of movement

Dead walking everywhere
Zombies or other undead creatures are roaming in all directions

But we set them free
However, we liberate them from their graves

Come alive
They regain life or semblance of life

Holy shit
An expression of astonishment or shock

Oh my god Dark Lotus
An exclamation of reverence or devotion to Dark Lotus

Quit acting like it's that hard for ya'll to see the truth
Stop pretending that the truth is difficult for all of you to perceive

That the Lotus came back to rob graves foolproof
Dark Lotus returned with a foolproof plan to engage in grave robbery

We always claiming that we running, but it's never away
We frequently assert that we are fleeing, but we never truly escape

Straight ahead cemetery jacking up in your face
Boldly engaging in grave robbery right in front of everyone

Stay far from the real if you can't deal
If you cannot cope with reality, it is best to keep your distance

Got the whole world looking at us crazy for real
Our actions have caused the entire world to view us as mentally unstable

But the past is the past and the future is the future
The events that have already occurred are behind us, and we should focus on what lies ahead

But the present is the time for ya'll to find a buried ruler
In the present moment, you all should discover a hidden leader or mastermind

Mr. Newgleson, they buried him with a watch
A person named Mr. Newgleson was laid to rest with a watch

And it's worth about 300 bucks, give me a shovel
The watch holds a value of approximately $300, so please provide me with a shovel

I say fuck the dead I mean they fucking dead, fuck them
I express a disregard for the deceased since they are already dead

Wearing watches and gold nugget rings
The dead bodies are adorned with watches and rings made of gold nuggets

And I ain't suppose to pluck them?
Am I not allowed to take these valuable items from their corpses?

I don't just leave them there, I take the whole fucking body
I don't simply leave their remains behind; I carry away the entire corpse

And squeeze and play with they appendix like it's silly putty
I engage in macabre activities, such as manipulating their appendices as if they were silly putty

I'm up for all kind of hours all off in your grave
I spend various hours within your grave, engaging in my activities

And to this wicked shit I am a slave
I am devoted to this wicked behavior

But I like this
However, I derive pleasure or satisfaction from it

My shovel will set you free
By using my shovel, I will liberate you from your resting place

Your corpse should provide a good source
Your deceased body can serve as a valuable resource

for the sacrifice before me
I require your corpse for a sacrificial ritual I am about to perform

I'm the cool grave robbing, raiding tombs looking for food
I take pride in being a grave robber who loots tombs for sustenance or valuable items

In places that you never even thought to
I search in locations that you would never consider

The dead and they don't put up any fight
The deceased bodies don't resist or oppose me in any way

Besides once you ain't got no life
After losing your life, there is little left to resist or defend

The rest is useless
Everything else becomes insignificant or irrelevant

You say it's ruthless but they don't mind they're dead
While you may perceive my actions as heartless, the deceased individuals are unaffected since they are already dead

And after their consumed they got my life
After I have consumed them, they become a part of me or contribute to my existence

See I got me a job diggin as a grave digger
I have acquired employment as a grave digger

Who woulda figured my plans was much bigger
Who would have predicted that my ambitions extended beyond simply digging graves?

But nonetheless the graveyard shift by myself
Regardless, I work alone during the night shift in the cemetery

Dumbass rookies don't know what to you could do with a belt
Inexperienced individuals lack the knowledge or understanding of what can be done using a belt

Dig them up in a line, and strap them up right
I exhume the bodies in a sequential manner and secure them firmly with straps

Throw the strings over limbs
I drape the strings over their extremities

and make them dance in the moonlight (yaye yaye)
Causing the bodies to move and sway in a synchronized manner under the moonlight

Got my own party started
I have initiated my own macabre gathering or celebration

Damn, I'm busted, they got two others guys high
Unfortunately, I have been discovered, and two other individuals have been apprehended

With the gray smoke covering me
Gray smoke surrounds and conceals my presence

I float down with the intentions
With a specific purpose in mind, I descend or move gracefully

of grabbing another body from the ground
My goal is to seize another corpse from beneath the earth

Is it a sickness nobody understands
This behavior may be viewed as a peculiar illness that nobody comprehends fully

I'm all alone except for all the dead bodies
Apart from the deceased bodies, I remain completely alone

I'm keeping up in my home
I have preserved these corpses within my dwelling

They always listen to me
The dead bodies are consistently attentive to what I have to say

Never interrupt or pass judgment
They never interrupt or criticize me

I can really be myself around them
In their presence, I can truly express my authentic self

And I love it, it's my own world
I enjoy this situation, as it allows me to exist within my own personal realm

Hand picked from the tombs of past on's
I carefully selected these bodies from the tombs of those who passed away earlier

Now give me your grave stone to dance on
Please provide me with your grave marker, which will serve as a platform for dancing

They coming to evict me out the hole in the pine box, I rotted
They are attempting to remove me from the burial plot where I have decayed inside a pine box

Been waiting here so long I thought I been forgotten
After waiting for an extended period, I believed that I had been abandoned or disregarded

And forsaken in the Earth to remain with the rats and the locusts
Left alone in the Earth, left to coexist with rodents and insects like rats and locusts

Steady crawling through my veins, I'm in pain
Feeling constant pain as if insects are crawling through my veins

But I can hear their shovels getting close
I can perceive the sound of their shovels drawing nearer

I'm shaking like a bitch after 11 years alone
After enduring 11 years of solitude, I tremble uncontrollably

Bash my head into the box I can't take it anymore
I strike my head against the box in frustration, unable to endure the situation any longer

I gotta free myself up out the grave
I must liberate myself from the grave

Something else in store
There is something else waiting for me

The dead need freedom
The deceased individuals crave liberation or release

(A little air a little moonlight
They yearn for a breath of fresh air and a glimpse of moonlight

this shit has been a long time)
They have been deprived of these experiences for a significant period

Into your coffin we come
We intrude into your coffin and disturb your resting place

(I got my mind on your grave
My thoughts are fixated on your grave

and your grave on my mind)
Your grave occupies my thoughts frequently

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: JOSEPH TROHMAN, ANDREW HURLEY, ROBERT CAGGIANO, KEITH BUCKLEY, SCOTT IAN

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