Johnny Johnson - I Sell The Dead - Remastered Lyrics

Run and tell all the people
A circus rolled into town
A stranger dark in his evil
Who calls the dead from the ground
I am the master of all lies
I am the king of despair
To make a mockery of your life
I spit some words in the air

I tell the stories
I wish you well
I prey on the lonely
I will sell you the dead

Let me sell you your future
But first we look to the past
Give me something to reach for
Now put your hands on the glass
Let me tell you a secret
You put the words in my mouth
Theres someone here I can feel it
And i demand you come out

I tell you a story
I wish you well
I prey your the lonely
I will sell you the dead

I tell you the stories
I wish you well
I prey on the lonely
I will sell you the dead