The Dead Won't Sleep کے بول

Something in the air a fever A morbid scent is wafting over Through the cracks it’s sneaking in To sweeten our self-righteous dreams Tonight the dead won’t sleep From the outbacks of our minds They come creeping through the night Those who once so hastly buried So that we don’t need to worry Tonight the dead won’t sleep Oh, yeah Raven-black the godless sky Just the fullmoons evil eye Witness of the foulest deeds Shining on what treason breeds Tonight the dead won’t sleep Look out the window if you dare Soon they will be everywhere Let the dead sleep say their killers Let the dead sleep pray their killers Tonight the dead won’t sleep Oh, yeah