Summer of All Dead Souls

Now is the summer of all dead souls in incubation
Lying abandoned to be brought back 'round
Out on the shadows where they long have fallen victim
Hear them now

Now in the summer of all dead souls and form resistance
Begging the sad world to be let back out
Claw their faces passion that the truth be born to witness
Read aloud

You in the comfort of your warm hole
Fear lest the army at your front porch
Stretch out their hands to reach and pull you down

These are souls that you didn't see
All dead souls you couldn't save
Less dead souls will pull you down
Will pull you down, will pull you

You in the safety of that worm hole
Give up yourselves, let it be well known
You count among the army of all dead souls
We are souls you didn't believe
We're all the dead souls who just had to leave
We're all dead souls to pull you down
To pull you down, to pull you down, to pull you down, to pull you

You in the safety of your worm hole
Fear lest the army at the front porch
Stretch out their hands to reach and pull you down