Howell-Freundlich Overdrive - Rhythm Of The Dead Lyrics

Am I dying
Asked the daughter
As his fingers curled her hair
When can I go flying
With the angels
Leave this body dis-repaired

In the shadows of the deep
Keeping silent as you speak
Listen close and lay your head
Hear the rhythm of the dead
You can't fight what you can't see
Can't deny what you believe
Another pulse beside your bed
Feel the rhythm of the dead

I have no fear
Said the daughter
As his hand caressed her cheek
I can hear
An ancient whisper
Growing loud as I grow weak

In the shadows of the deep
Keeping silent as you speak
Listen close and lay your head
Hear the rhythm of the dead
You can't fight what you can't see
Can't deny what you believe
Another pulse beside your bed