The Living Walk Among The Dead

I speak as if with lips sewn shut
When I speak of you
For we have eyes, but do not see
For we have hands but touch nothing

The living walk among the dead
We praise you not, but go down into silence

We will scream our lungs raw
With the depth of our love
If your lips don't taste of blood
Then you're not trying hard enough

I hear as if with ears gone deaf
When I hear your voice
For we have throats, but do not speak
We shun the earth beneath our feet

The living walk among the dead
We praise you not, but go down into silence

We will scream our lungs raw
With the depth of our love
If your lips don't taste of blood
Then you're not trying hard enough

The living walk among the dead
We praise you not, but go down into silence

We will scream our lungs raw
With the depth of our love
If your lips don't taste of blood
Then you're not trying hard enough



Credits
Writer(s): Matt Lefevers
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