Summer Of All Dead Souls – …And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead
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Now is the summer of all dead souls in incubation Lying abandoned to be brought back around Out from the shadows where they long have fallen victim Hear them now Now in the summer of all dead souls who’ve formed resistance Begging the sad world to be let back out Claw their faces with passion that the truth be born to witness And read aloud
You in your comfort by your warm hearths Fear lest the army at the front door Stretch out their hands to reach up and pull you down
These are all dead souls that you didn’t see These are all the dead souls that you wouldn’t save All the dead souls will pull you down…
You in the safety of your worm hole Give up yourselves, let it be well known You count among the army of all dead souls
We are all dead souls you refused to believe We are all the dead souls who just wouldn’t leave We are all the dead souls we’ll pull you down…
You in the safety of you worm holes Fear lest the army at the front porch Stretch out their hands to reach up and pull you down