Let the Dead Bury the Dead

So what’s your life for if you don’t have soul?
Why go on living if that’s the lie your sold?
What’s your life for? Chasing foolish gold?
I want to fight for a better tomorrow
With a purpose, so…
Let the dead bury the dead
Let the burning bodies
Bear the cross instead
Who’s your life for?
Do you live to make them gold?
How can you sleep at night
When your heart’s so cold?
I may not know what it’s for
But who does?
Who’s to say what’s in store?
Well now, I’m alive!
Let the dead bury the dead
Let the burning bodies
Bear the cross instead
I won’t treat people
Like they’re dead
I’m more than flesh and blood
I’m more than what you see
So what’s your life for?
What good is gold?
I want to make my mark
Loving you till we’re old
I can’t steal what I want
Neither can you
What they have fed us is false
The rest is up to you
Who knows where we really go?
Who knows what we really know?
Who knows what we really believe?
It’s not a question of when
It’s not a question of why
It’s just a question of what’s put in our minds
Manmade religion is false
What really counts is the source
All of our dead ancestors want us to give up their ghosts
We must move on from what haunts us
We must move on from what haunts us
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa yeah, yeah, yeah