The Dead

Try to remember
Skin pulls away
Rearrange dismember
Then we all decay

I run the show
Sit your little ass
Down I run the show
Else I'll end you

First the night
Comes the dawn
Rises on the day
Of the dead

We all hunger
Writhe on the stem
Never any younger
Choke on them

I run the show
Sit your little ass
Down I run the show
Else I'll end you

First the night
Comes the dawn
Rises on the day
First the night
Comes the dawn
Rises on the day
Of the dead



Credits
Writer(s): Douglas Gluth
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