Who will die by fire? Who will seek the flame? Whose heart's desire has the most to gain? Who will beg for mercy? Who will bow their head? Who will suffer gladly? Who will welcome death? Who will play the hero? Who will turn and run Who will always follow someone else's drum? Who will die of beauty? Who will die of hope? Who will tell it truly? Who will leave it cloaked? Dead men walking in the night Dead men talking in my ear I am afraid to ask too much and disappear When they are near Who will call me lover? Who will call me friend? Who'll be my brother? Who will just pretend? Who will I surrender? Who will I defend? Will I be remembered? Will I rise again? Dead men walking in the world tonight Dead men talking in my ear I am afraid to ask too much and disappear When they are near Carve my name upon your heart Let it leave an everlasting scar A shooting star Dead men walking in the world tonight Dead men talking in my ear I am afraid to ask too much and disappear Dead men walking in the world tonight Dead men talking in my ear I am afraid to ask too much when they are near Dead men walking in the world tonight Dead men talking in my ear I am afraid to ask too much
Who will die by fire? Who will seek the flame? Whose heart's desire has the most to gain? Who will beg for mercy? Who will bow their head? Who will suffer gladly? Who will welcome death? Who will play the hero? Who will turn and run Who will always follow someone else's drum? Who will die of beauty? Who will die of hope? Who will tell it truly? Who will leave it cloaked? Dead men walking in the night Dead men talking in my ear I am afraid to ask too much and disappear When they are near Who will call me lover? Who will call me friend? Who'll be my brother? Who will just pretend? Who will I surrender? Who will I defend? Will I be remembered? Will I rise again? Dead men walking in the world tonight Dead men talking in my ear I am afraid to ask too much and disappear When they are near Carve my name upon your heart Let it leave an everlasting scar A shooting star Dead men walking in the world tonight Dead men talking in my ear I am afraid to ask too much and disappear Dead men walking in the world tonight Dead men talking in my ear I am afraid to ask too much when they are near Dead men walking in the world tonight Dead men talking in my ear I am afraid to ask too much
