Voices of the Dead Songtext
von Molllust

Once upon a time, people started a revolution to get
Rid of tyrants who lived in luxury, while ordinary
People were starving.

Once upon a time, democracy was established and
Elected governments became the voice of the crowd.
But soon, there were new kings born.

They don′t wear a crown, but grey jackets.
They don't reign with terror, but with money.
They place their marionettes in our governments.

But who asked us if we agree?
Who declared us dead?
We are all here and our patience is long gone,
So leave today or we′ll come.

We are the voices of the dead.
We don't accept such self-crowned kings.
We are not as doomed as you might believe.
We won't keep silent anymore.


I dream of a better world
Where all of us do our best
As part of our society:
Not to be the best
But be the world′s most humble guest. We are the voices of the dead.
We don′t accept such self-crowned kings.
We are not as doomed as you might believe.
We won't keep silent anymore.

We′ll cut the cursed strings
Binding us to the puppeteers.
We'll dance, quiver and arise
Finally when new dawn′s bright light
Caresses our faces and fills us with hope.

We are the voices of the dead.
We don't accept such self-crowned kings.
We are not as doomed as you might believe.
We won′t keep silent anymore.

We are the voices of the dead.
We do not need such self-crowned kings.
We are not as doomed as you might believe.
We won't be patient anymore.

Who declared us dead?
We are all here and our patience is long gone,
So leave today or we'll come.