I am in the middle of the graveyard
Among wandering souls
Walking under the faint moonlight
I am the only one who is awake?

Once we learn the truth
We'll never return to the idle grave
I spit the rotten ground
Looking at the great parade of pain

Nothing can stop before the flame of a living word
Sharper than any sword

Penetrates even to dividing spirit and the soul
Inflamed to see the darkest of the heart
The deepest of the soul
The sacred and the obscure

Great mystery
I bleed smiling on the tombs of dreams

I took my heart
Burning my soul
I knelt down to Him
Even though I was dead

I woke up from eternal sleep
Droving the crows away
Throwing all the scum
I will never come back to muck

Nothing can stop before the flame of a living word
Sharper than any sword

Cleaning my boots from the dust of the dead
I spit that ground with pride
I walk in peace towards a new path
Without looking back, cuz' I know they are dead

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