As I sleep, bedded down,
I'm awakened by the sounds
Of people moaning in the halls
I think there's bodies in the walls
They scream at me, they yell at me
They tug at me, are they out to get me?
They want to make peace or to talk to me
They need my help, these bodies in the wall
Under my axe, the walls crumble down

I'm awakened by the sounds
Of people moaning in the halls
I think there's bodies in the walls
They scream at me, they yell at me
They tug at me, are they out to get me?
They want to make peace or to talk to me
They need my help, these bodies in the wall
Under my axe, the walls crumble down

