why must we let the living sleep
who are they to know
why must we let the living sleep
i won't tell a soul
that we're moving in the night
that we're watching by twilight
who cares if they get a fright
i'd give one just outta spite
why must we let the living sleep
who are they to know
why must we let the living sleep
i won't tell a soul
that the night is for walking
creepily stalking
no time for talking
it belongs to the restless dead
damn them to the dirt
but not to hell
couldn't dig that deep
just to the bottom of a well
so time can reap
why must we let the living sleep
make no noise not a peep
why must we let the living sleep
if they wanted it they'd bury deep
