Dead But Rising

Dear wind of Mississippi, can you call him by name?

I have followed his wings on a sunny day

I like to believe he's the chosen one

I like to believe he's the fallen one, oh

Dead but rising

I raise the fist, raise the fist with power and fate

And wishing that his claws will grab onto my hand

I like to believe he's the chosen one

I like to believe he's the fallen one, oh

Dead but rising

I've been to the end of waters

I have been to the end of Earth

I've been over mountains and riding the storms

Dear son, your words have reached me

And for that I can carry on

I'll guide you in spirit today, I'll be home

I like to believe he's the fallen one

I like to believe he's the chosen one

The rebirth of man heals a bleeding heart

The eagle of kings wears my father's soul

Dead but rising