Pity The Dead Lyrics

Recorded live June 22, 1996 at The Amphitheater in Loreley, Germany

there's a boy in crimson rags with a grimace and a spoon,
and a little sullen girl face-up staring at the moon 
and there's no one around to hear their lonesome cries 
then they pass away alone into the night 

why do we pity the dead? 
are you churned by emotion from voices in your head? 
(are you scared of the logic that swirls within your head) 
look at all the living and you'll ask yourself why 
oh why do we 
pity the dead? 
pity the dead! 

well, you've seen the disease, suffering and decay, 
and you whisper to yourself blissfully "it's okay" 
and you still refuse the possibility 
that the dead are better off than we 

tell me what you see, tell me what you know 
is there anyone who lives a painless life? 
if there is show me so 
the destitute and famished, demonic and the 
banished, dejected and the ostracized, the 
brainwashed and the paralyzed, the conquered 
and objectified, the few who see the other side 
tell me what you see! It's a mortal wretched cacophony 

in the end you may find there's no guiding subtle light, 
no ancestors or friends, no judge of wrong or right 
just eternal silence and dormancy 
and a final everlasting peace