Kept in the guard of Mother Nature's womb
 Resting in the safety of their tomb
 Sheltered by six feet of soil and rock
 The spade is the key with which their gate we'll unlock
 Why should they be resting so peacefully
 When we're up above in pure misery
 I don't care that they've already died
 That's not enough to make me satisfied

 So we wait till the stroke of the midnight hour
 Then we'll unleas the darkest of power
 [bad word] s gates will open a new judgment day
 Now is the time that the dead will pay
 Why should they be resting so peacefully
 When we're up above in pure misery
 I don't care that they've already died
 That's not enough to make me satisfied
 Waking the dead, waking the dead, waking the dead

 All rise!
 [bad word] s gates open the earth trembles and shakes
 Now their pardons are over they pray for their mistakes
 Mausoleums firebombed now rage in flames
 When the [bad word] out their bodies we'll maim

 Rob-Robbing their graves stealing their bones
 Bang-Banging our heads to their screams and their moans
 Fix-Fixing the wounds that even time cannot heal
 Soon-Soon we will know how good it feels

 This is not damnation or an act of God
 Now the dead they rise ripping through the sod
 Purgatory has to wait, but how can this be
 The dead are free-the dead are free!

 Waking the dead-you said that it wouldn't be
 Waking the dead-You said that we wouldn't see
 Waking the dead-Now the dead stand before our own eyes

 Silence is blaring the earth opens wide
 History repeats, reburied they die
 Darkness descends through nature's pores
 They return to their sleep on earth's basement floor
 Now they rest not so peacefully
 As they've had a taste of our misery
 I didn't care that they'd already died
 That wasn't enough to make me satisfied

 Return back to their tombs now they lay
 This is no game for the novice to play
 Repeat not a word lest ye be forewarned
 The punishment of [bad word] s darkness and scorn
 Repeat not a word of the sermon said
 prayer for the dead, don't play with the dead
 Don't try [bad word] what's going on
 You can't understand, please don't understand

 Waking the dead-And we'll be
 Waking the dead-All rise now
 Waking the dead-We're gonna wake the dead
 Waking the dead

 I said the words what have I done
 I thought it cool, I thought it fun
 The words I say they start to change
 The syllables now rearranged
 language I [bad word]  I shut my mouth it doesn't end
 The bowels of nature open wide
 I cannot move I cannot hide
 I can't believe the things I see
 The dead are free, the dead are free
 I close my eyes and pray it's not real
 Their presence close coldness I feel
 What have I done Lord please forgive
 Once they died, but now they live
 I wake the dead, I ake the dead, I wake the dead, I wake the
 dead!

 Cleanse the lepers
 Cast out the demons
 Wake the dead!