On a slippery slope you won’t stand long
You’ll soon cross lines you once had drawn
You either live what you believe or believe what you live
But a life in sin can justify anything
Let the dead man rise, let the dead man rise
Unbind his feet, open his eyes
What once was lost can now be found
What once was dead now come to life
And let the dead man rise, let the dead man rise
You want to drink the water and throw out the glass
You want to define love without sacrifice
But in a world where the fig leaf becomes the mask
That ain’t love that’s just convenience
You like to prance around in your fine robes
You like to judge a man by what he owns
But if your grave is as shallow as your heart
When your bones show your friends depart
So let the dead man rise, let the dead man rise
Come out come out wherever you hide
Cause what once was lost can now be found
What once was dead now come to life
Let the dead man rise, let the dead man rise
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