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Where the rose is sown frustration ripples through the ground
Nailed into a box and a prayer of broken hearts
Seasons drifting in and out of mist and candlelight
Resting place or fleeting space, the dark
Lifeless bodies shuffle from eternal harvest home
Crawling upwards seeking wonderland
Place to pray is torn away, the blessed turned aside
There are bodies dancing on the land

Wouldn't you like to go
But you wouldn't want to know

In the resurrection playground
The dead come out to play
In the resurrection playground
Live for another day
In the resurrection playground
Wouldn't you like to stay
In the resurrection playground

Lifeforce spinning, playground swinging, bleeding in the night
Sleepers, wakers, not a one was saved
What is and what should be blurs and melts into the same
Empty holes where endless sleep was made
Miracles and nightmares come together hand in hand
Spirits drink in exstasy and fear
Life from death brings death to life to rage hard in the night
Sacred games and living hate is here

Wouldn't you like to go
But you wouldn't want to know

In the resurrection playground
The dead come out to play
In the resurrection playground
Live for another day
In the resurrection playground
Wouldn't you like to stay
In the resurrection playground

...Repeat verse one...

Wouldn't you like to go
But you wouldn't want to know

In the resurrection playground
The dead come out to play
In the resurrection playground
Live for another day
In the resurrection playground
Wouldn't you like to stay
In the resurrection playground

In the resurrection playground
The dead come out to play
In the resurrection playground
Live for another day
In the resurrection playground
You know you want to stay
In the resurrection playground