Dead but Rising

Dear wind of Mississippi, can you call him by name?
I have followed his wings on a sunny day

I like to believe he’s The Chosen One
I like to believe he’s the fallen one
Dead but rising

I raise the fist, raise the fist with power and fate
And wishing that his claws will grab onto my hand

I like to believe he’s The Chosen One
I like to believe he’s the fallen one
Dead but rising

I have been to the end of waters
I have been to the end of Earth
I’ve been over mountains and riding the storms

Dear son, your words have reached me
And for that, I can carry on
I’ll guide you in Spirit, today I’ll be home

I like to believe he’s the fallen one
I like to believe he’s The Chosen One
The rebirth of man heals a bleeding Heart
The Eagle of Kings wears my father’s Soul
Dead but rising
Nrnhah!

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