One night I was walking through a graveyard,
I sang to the bones "rise up again".
To my surprise, I was caught up in my mind,
When does this Gospel I read all begin?
Why be consumed with death?
When there is so much life.
Why let your heart grow cold?
When you are called to survive.
Walking a thin line between Heaven and Hell,
My God has given me all of these stories to tell.
If you play with fire you can get burned,
I ain't no monkey, I'm a child of God returned.
Keep your guard up,
Death is stalking you.
Like a lion he waits,
To devour all of you.
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