Why do we always choose the dead over the living?
Why do we always choose the dead over the living?
Why do we always choose the dead over the living?
Every song is a dirge, every flag is a pall
Every song is a dirge, every flag is a pall
There's a colicky baby I hear down the hall
As we desperately dance at the funerary ball
Every song is a dirge, every flag is a pall
Who shall be saved but the lonely ghosts?
Who shall be saved but the lonely ghosts?
The obsequies will be the time for a toast
If memory serves as an obsequious host
Then who shall be saved but the lonely ghosts?
Why do we always choose the dead over the living?
Why do we always choose the dead over the living?
Why do we always choose revenge over forgiving?
Why do we always choose the dead?

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN