Shadow Windhawk And The Morticians–The Never Dead

Never Dead

sundown at Morningside
grandmother’s eyes are blind
yet she sees through space and time
dead veins run cold with formaldehyde
and in our seance
I feel their spirits writhe
of his construction
I am made
with silver eyes
dead souls obey
darkness returns from yesterday
and this portal
will guide my way
through eternity
sundown at Morningside
exhume the grave site
hack the corpses down to size
at dawn I hope to find
a way to ditch my curse
trapped inside this old black hearse
of his construction
I am made
with silver eyes
dead souls obey
darkness returns from yesterday
and this portal
will guide my way
through eternity
and from another world he’ll rise
the Tall Man has my soul
spheres of death
I’ve lost control
blood, smoke and candlelight
as I become the black flame
that dances in your eyes
we are the never dead
we are the never dead
we are the never dead
we are the never dead
we are the never dead, we are the never dead

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