What does it matter, a dream of love
Or a dream of lies
We´re all gonna be in the same place
When we die
Your spirit don´t leave knowing
Your face or your name
And the wind through your bones
Is all that remains
And we´re all gonna be
We´re all gonna be
Just dirt in the ground

The quill from a buzzard
The blood writes the word
I want to know am I the sky
Or a bird
´Cause hell is boiling over
And heaven is full
We´re chained to the world
And we all gotta pull
And we´re all gonna be
Just dirt in the ground

Now the killer was smiling
With nerves made of stone
He climbed the stairs
And the gallows groaned
And the people´s hearts were pounding
They were throbbing, they were red
As he swung out ofver the crowd
I heard the hangman said
We´re all gonna be
Just dirt in the ground

Now Cain slew Abel
He killed him with a stone
The sky cracked open
And the thunder groaned
Along a river of flesh
Can these dry bones live?
Ask a king or a beggar
And the answer they´ll give
Is we´re all gonna be
Yea yeah
We´re all gonna be just
Dirt in the ground