Waking Up the Dead

I saw the devil Walking like a man Hair on fire Skin shining golden brown Woke up the trouble And taking on the man Promised salvation Burning the whole thing down He's on your shoulder And In your head He's right before you Waking up the dead Scary monsters Picking up the reigns Take a gamble Throw it all away Through our fingers Slipping down the drain line and sinker We bought the con man's game He's on your shoulder And In your head He's right before you Turning blue to red Fact from fiction Can't tell truth from lies The eagle's landed She no longer flies See my children Can't look them in the eye Finders keepers What's yours is mine He's on your shoulder And In your head He's right before you Turning blue to red He's on your shoulder And In your head He's right before you Waking up the dead Waking up the dead Waking up the dead Waking up the dead Waking up the dead