Dear wind of Mississippi, can you call him by name?
I have followed his wings on a sunny day
I like to believe he's the chosen one
I like to believe he's the fallen one, oh
Dead but rising
I raise the fist, raise the fist with power and fate
And wishing that his claws will grab onto my hand
I like to believe he's the chosen one
I like to believe he's the fallen one, oh
Dead but rising
I've been to the end of waters
I have been to the end of Earth
I've been over mountains and riding the storms
Dear son, your words have reached me
And for that I can carry on
I'll guide you in spirit today, I'll be home
I like to believe he's the fallen one
I like to believe he's the chosen one
The rebirth of man heals a bleeding heart
The eagle of kings wears my father's soul
Dead but rising