There is no chance in hell   When you’ve burned your bridges   Only time will tell, If we lost our chances   Where in time could I be?   When I smell the fi re, There are things I shouldn’t see   And it’s called desire      So bring it back, So bring it back, Now bring it back   So bring it back      DEAD AND RISING, COMING BACK FROM A SHALLOW GRAVE   COMING BACK FROM THE DEAD TO HAUNT YOU   DEAD AND RISING, AND THE TORTURE NEVER STOPS   COMING BACK FROM THE DEAD TO HAUNT YOU      There is nothing more to tell, Wiping the blood of your knife   Only time will tell, When you roll the dice   Where in hell have you been? Writing your name on a stone   Tell me what you have seen, When you’re pushing the bones   Shovel by shovel, Blood and gore      DEAD AND RISING, COMING BACK FROM A SHALLOW GRAVE   COMING BACK FROM THE DEAD TO HAUNT YOU   DEAD AND RISING, AND THE TORTURE NEVER STOPS   COMING BACK FROM THE DEAD TO HAUNT YOU