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Suicidal Tendencies Controlled By Hatred Waking The Dead (Mike Muir/Mike Clark) Kept in the guard of Mother Nature's womb Resting in the safety of their tomb Sheltered by six feet of soil and rock The spade is the key with which their gate we'll unlock Why should they be resting so peacefully When we're up above in pure misery I don't care that they've already died That's not enough to make me satisfied So we wait till the stroke of the midnight hour Then we'll unleas the darkest of power Hell's gates will open a new judgment day Now is the time that the dead will pay Why should they be resting so peacefully When we're up above in pure misery I don't care that they've already died That's not enough to make me satisfied Waking the dead, waking the dead, waking the dead All rise! Hell's gates open the earth trembles and shakes Now their pardons are over they pray for their mistakes Mausoleums firebombed now rage in flames When the dead come out their bodies we'll maim CHORUS Rob-Robbing their graves stealing their bones Bang-Banging our heads to their screams and their moans Fix-Fixing the wounds that even time cannot heal Soon-Soon we will know how good it feels This is not damnation or an act of God Now the dead they rise ripping through the sod Purgatory has to wait, but how can this be The dead are free-the dead are free! CHORUS Waking the dead-you said that it wouldn't be Waking the dead-You said that we wouldn't see Waking the dead-Now the dead stand before our own eyes Silence is blaring the earth opens wide History repeats, reburied they die Darkness descends through nature's pores They return to their sleep on earth's basement floor Now they rest not so peacefully As they've had a taste of our misery I didn't care that they'd already died That wasn't enough to make me satisfied Return back to their tombs now they lay This is no game for the novice to play Repeat not a word lest ye be forewarned The punishment of Hell's darkness and scorn Repeat not a word of the sermon said A prayer for the dead, don't play with the dead Don't try to comprehend what's going on You can't understand, please don't understand Waking the dead-And we'll be Waking the dead-All rise now Waking the dead-We're gonna wake the dead Waking the dead I said the words what have I done I thought it cool, I thought it fun The words I say they start to change The syllables now rearranged A language I can't comprehend I shut my mouth it doesn't end The bowels of nature open wide I cannot move I cannot hide I can't believe the things I see The dead are free, the dead are free I close my eyes and pray it's not real Their presence close coldness I feel What have I done Lord please forgive Once they died, but now they live I wake the dead, I ake the dead, I wake the dead, I wake the dead! Cleanse the lepers Cast out the demons Wake the dead! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ |
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