The undead has a dream I'll tell you, lads The sound proof for some dark, dark matter To raise hell at the gates d**h is knocking on the door The truth they ache for Something more! This front has not been taken From a dream you won't be waking Up the boost and hit hard 'gainst the ground! Just hold the line I'll cut you up One leg at the time! Truth and dare You move! Back into, back into, back into line! Hold it, Shields aligned! Hold formation! Wait for my sign! Hold it! Hold! (Wait!) Charge! Charge! Cold moon Hold them all so mezmerized Rumbling ground Tells a tale of something bigger The woods is black All is gone being trampled on But the bones of the dead d**h! That vigorous spell This front has not been taken From a dream you won't be waking Up the boost and hit hard 'gainst the ground! Stay, turn or sway I'll cut you off One leg at the time Truth and dare You move! Back into, back into, back into line! Hold it Shields aligned! Hold formation! Wait for my sign! Hold it! Hold! (Wait!) When the bridges are burned And the tables are turned And the graves look changed And the finger is pointing at you… So lonely the king, the old king He has said such a wonderful thing But the finger is still… pointing at you! Ooh, now… What do you do? Get back into, back into, back into, back into… Back into line! Hold it, Shields aligned! Hold formation! Wait for my sign! Hold it! Hold! (Wait!)