Have you seen the skeleton dressed in a suit of human skin?
Did he come this way? Did you hear him say: "Wish I could spend my nights and days, sleeping in a grave"

Have you seen his staggered step, his gaping jaw, or collapsed head?
See his sagging flesh, his polluted breath? Singin' "lay my body down six feet underground."

The walking dead destroys, everything he once enjoyed
His fingertips will burn, every pleasure he has earned
His molecules won't see the soil they must push the boulder and forever toil away.

Whenever he coughs you can hear the bones rattle in his frame.
Whenever he talks you can hear his dry throat crack and strain.
It ain't oxygen he's breathing it's just dust in those lungs.
It ain't blood that he's streaming it's just rust that runs.

The beard grows thick, and the eyes sink deep
And this tired corpse will his vigil keep
Oh the haggard wreck, such a derelict
He says: "I can't be blamed no more"

The days will burn and the nights will freeze
He'll surrender to rot and disease
But death will not arrive to take away his life
To take the fire from his chest,
To put the goddamn soul to rest.


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