Set the Bails on Fire

[kode]

This is the last call for the final
Dance of the dead. WHen you know it's over,
The life is gone. The party is dead,
And the waltzes don't feel the same.
Your date left her arm hanging
On the edge of your shoulder.

The bell in the chruch's a ringin',
Telling them to run and hide.
Those holes can't be filled by hands
That have no fingers and shovels made of bone.
Rush to the cemetary to meet your grave.
The time is now to die.

Your final train leaves its station
With that horn just a wailin'.
You know you missed it. Your last chance
To make it out of this place where the dead
Are the only ones survivin'.