Verse 1:
I see ‘em rising, one by one,
Dust in their eyes, blocking the sun.
Shadows creeping, hearts gone cold,
But they walk the earth like they’ve never grown old.
(Pause)
Graves cracked open, hands reach high,
Silent whispers from the other side.
They’re coming back, and they won’t rest,
Wiping dirt off their Sunday best.

Pre-Chorus:
Yeah, they were gone, but they never stayed,
Now they’re back, and they ain’t afraid.
The past is walking, it’s alive tonight,
You can feel it in the fading light.

Chorus:
They’re rising from the ashes, breaking through the stone,
Wiping off the dirt, claiming what they own.
Walking through the cities, like ghosts come alive,
The dead don’t sleep when they’re here to survive.
They got stories to tell, and truth to reclaim,
Waking the dead, and they’re calling my name.
Yeah, waking the dead, and they’re walking again.

Verse 2:
They were forgotten, left in the ground,
But now they walk without a sound.
Eyes like fire, hearts like steel,
You can’t outrun what you never healed.
(Pause)
They want their due, they want revenge,
Walking the earth with a mission to cleanse.
Out from the silence, into the fray,
They’re here to make the living pay.

Pre-Chorus:
Yeah, they were gone, but they never stayed,
Now they’re back, and they ain’t afraid.
The past is walking, it’s alive tonight,
You can feel it in the fading light.

Chorus:
They’re rising from the ashes, breaking through the stone,
Wiping off the dirt, claiming what they own.
Walking through the cities, like ghosts come alive,
The dead don’t sleep when they’re here to survive.
They got stories to tell, and truth to reclaim,
Waking the dead, and they’re calling my name.
Yeah, waking the dead, and they’re walking again.

Bridge:
Maybe they’re here ‘cause we left ‘em behind,
Maybe they’re searching for peace they can’t find.
But when the dead start walking, you better take note,
It’s not just a tale that somebody wrote.
(Pause)
They carry the weight of sins untold,
Walking in silence, hearts turned cold.

Chorus:
They’re rising from the ashes, breaking through the stone,
Wiping off the dirt, claiming what they own.
Walking through the cities, like ghosts come alive,
The dead don’t sleep when they’re here to survive.
They got stories to tell, and truth to reclaim,
Waking the dead, and they’re calling my name.
Yeah, waking the dead, and they’re walking again.

Outro:
(Soft and haunting)
Wiping the dirt, walking the earth,
They’re back for more, they’re claiming their worth.
(Fading)
Waking the dead, oh, they’re walking again…
Waking the dead, walking again.