Wooden Cross (I Can't Wake The Dead) - Witchcraft

Give me a wooden cross

Someone is waiting to be crucified

Don’t let him wait too long

His weakened powers will grow strong

I cannot wake the living dead

Since they are already alive

Standing next to me

Witness the beauty in the tragedy

Look at the ones grinning wide sitting in the government

So self-assured but we all know power is in the wrong man’s hands

They have plans for all mankind they’ll rot now one by one

They’ll freeze and they will bleed there is no chosen one

I cannot wake the dead

Since they are already alive

Dancing skeletons scream

Apostles of Lucifer’s dream