Rock the Dead

Make a move to the sky

Play the wicked *************t and the dead will arrive

Make a move to the sky

Play the wicked *************t and the dead will arrive

[madrox]

Space and beyond, mind of a idiot

I stole your head stone from your grave plot

Conscious and confused,

See tomorrow's dreams on tonights news

Bloo bah falling through a hole in the sky

Will i die?

And all the time i've applied with this life love and lies

Stepping in the darkness walking through my conscience

Like an android i remain heartless

Underground and middle know me well

Bring it to the white lights of the depths of hell

Walk through the time ??? hand in hand with clear minds

Thoughts are harmonious like the rhythm of wind chimes

Peel back the rind and examine the fruit

Run to the corpse buried in its best suit

Maggots crawling out its face

Eyes sunk in its head

Through your ******g arms up and rock the dead

Chorus

[monoxide]

Screamin like ah i cant even take it no more

Release the straps from my jacket and let me go

Ill medication　got my whole body shaking

Planning escaping but they gon keep on chasing

I faceing off with world and the planet ************* hoe

Buried alive like real god dammit

It aint a living thing it's a no ************* wit it thing

Bring the pain, and ima leave with the rain

Insane when i leave this *************

I got the whole world screaming out you aint *************t

We be the wrong ones you can bet

I don't know why you hide your face, cuz im coming for your neck

Bad part, of your block

What you got?　should i cut your head off, on the spot

A whole pile a dead bodies im on top

Me and my man rocking the dead like

Uh non stop

Chorus

Got vision on you point blank range

Strange look coming

Cuz im in all black and i be rocking with the axe

Every day life how i'm living

Cemetery watch the grave digging

Sacrifice another victim

You can hear me screaming through the trees and the woods

Hang myself from a higher branch if i could

Gotta get em out gotta get these thoughts outta my head

So i keep rocking the dead

[madrox]

Some of my best friends are dead

If you include monoxide, violent j, *************gy and evil ed

Serial killers from the west and the east

Dead mother******s from here to brake st.

************* it if you missing some limbs and patches of hair

Nod your bald head and through your nubs in the air

I wanna see zombies jump and scream a loud

And kill every live mother****** in the crowd

Chorus repeated