Mine are dead man’s bones

scattered amongst the thousands.  

Our tomb has been an open display 

since first our bodies were there thrown away. 

I am brittle and bleached by the sun.  

Dust and ashes fill my skull

and the sand eats away my skeleton.  

We are forgotten.  

I am forgotten.  

I am no one amongst nobodies.  

 

Mine is the voice of one

crying out in the wilderness

and my words the sound of the alarm.  

Let those who have ears to hear

heed the voice of the prophet. 

Wake up, oh you sleeper!

Come out of the darkness,

walk out of your chains,

and let this light bathe you. 

 

I am a fallen man,

one among so many others. 

My strength was broken

by foxes in the vineyard. 

My head is shaved and my face laid bare. 

Oh, My Delilah, what have you done?

How craftily you have reduced me. 

How easily I fell into your shears. 

I could never resist your seductions. 

I was always yours for the taking.  

 

Let’s rewrite history

where you were there instead of me,

and like lightning you’d erase everything 

that I was ever able to fuck up. 

I hear your voice...

I hear your voice...

Awaken the dead!

Awaken the dead!

Awaken the dead in me.