Rebellion of the Dead

Michale Graves

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In damp ground lie the dead and hope
Is gone
Rise up and throw off your bloody
Crowns of thorns

He's left us to devour
And in this solemn hour
I calling out for a riot
Dead men, rise

I stare in the distance and see people
Burning their fires
They'll all burn in hell, no matter how
Hard they try

I rise you from the ground
And in this solemn hour
I calling out for a riot
Dead men, rise

I rise you from the ground
And in this solemn hour
I calling out for a riot
Dead men, rise