And a final everlasting peace
Tell me what you know
Tell me what you see
Look at all the living and you'll ask yourself why
(That the dead are better off than we)
Look at all the living and you'll ask yourself why
Just eternal silence and dormancy
Then they pass away alone into the night
The destitute and famished, demonic and the banished
Pity the dead
Are you churned by emotion from voices in your head?
Is there anyone who lives a painless life? If there is show me so
Why do we pity the dead?
Dejected and the ostracized, the brainwashed and the paralyzed
In the end you may find there's no guiding subtle light
Oh, why do we pity the dead?
Tell me what you see!
Are you churned by emotion from voices in your head?
No ancestors or friends, no judge of wrong or right
The conquered and objectified, the few who see the other side
Why do we pity the dead?
And you whisper to yourself blissfully, "It's okay"
Look at all the living and you'll ask yourself why
It's a mortal wretched cacophony
Oh, why do we pity the dead?
Oh why do we pity the dead?
Why do we pity the dead?
Let's go
And you still refuse the possibility
Well, you've seen the disease, suffering and decay
Are you churned by emotion from voices in your head?
And there's no one around to hear their lonesome cries
