In damp ground lie the dead and hope is gone
Rise up and throw off your b***** crowns of thorns
He's left us to devour
And in this solemn hour
I'm calling out for a riot
Dead men rise
I stare in the distance and see people burning their fires
They'll all burn in hell no matter how hard they try
I raise you from the ground
And in this solemn hour
I'm calling out for a riot
Dead men rise
Rise up and throw off your b***** crowns of thorns
He's left us to devour
And in this solemn hour
I'm calling out for a riot
Dead men rise
I stare in the distance and see people burning their fires
They'll all burn in hell no matter how hard they try
I raise you from the ground
And in this solemn hour
I'm calling out for a riot
Dead men rise