SPEAKING WITH THE DEAD lyrics
by Benjamin Booker
[Verse 1]
I keep waking up in a nightmare
Blood like oil from the ground
Rises high up in the night sky
Scaring everyone around
[Chorus]
To be free (yeah)
Free to live
To be free, yeah (yeah)
Free to live
[Verse 2]
I have asked the dead for answers
I left flowers on their graves
Tell me how to live a good life
In this evil evil place
[Chorus]
To be free (yeah)
Free to live