Из альбома: Never Ending Nightmares
The dead don’t have to stay dead
We can call them back from hell
Beckoning them with our words
Bodies preserved until return
The dead can return to us If we don’t bury the body
Speak each day of what they loved
Remind them why they need to return
The dead don’t have to stay dead
Bodies soaked in special herbs
A way to stop decomposition
Though the heart no longer beats
The dead can return to us Take proper care of the body
Cut the hair and trim the nails
Keeping close the things they loved
The dead don’t have to stay dead
If only we have enough time
If no fools dare to interfere
The dead can live again