The Dead Won't Sleep

Something in the air a fever
A morbid scent is wafting over
Through the cracks it’s sneaking in
To sweeten our self-righteous dreams

Tonight the dead won’t sleep

From the outbacks of our minds
They come creeping through the night
Those who once so hastly buried
So that we don’t need to worry

Tonight the dead won’t sleep

Oh, yeah

Raven-black the godless sky
Just the fullmoons evil eye
Witness of the foulest deeds
Shining on what treason breeds

Tonight the dead won’t sleep

Look out the window if you dare
Soon they will be everywhere
Let the dead sleep say their killers
Let the dead sleep pray their killers

Tonight the dead won’t sleep

Oh, yeah