Ballad of the Undead

Revive me from the dead,

I'm searching for the strength to get up from this paralysis.

Don't tell me this search is futile,

that I am nothing but an empty corpse,

that once this dagger had struck,

my recesses have left me in this lurch.

Will I be able to get up,

from the ashes of my vicious will?

Do I have to haunt the night,

to experience the sad joy of being alive?

This cold emptiness would drive me insane.

Oh, won't you give me a reason?

Dig up these graves and open this coffin,

give me a purpose for the midnight prowl.

Don't tell me it is futile,

that this search is endless,

that I am nothing but a shell.

Let me lie to myself,

that I am still alive.

That I am still breathing.

That I have something to hold onto.

That I can get up from this slumber,

and awaken into my life.