These walls can't keep me
Is it called the underworld because
We get to be buried down under
Maybe death would feel different
If I was buried in the skies above

Undying
These walls won't hold
Now that I have sand as flesh
Over my bones I could
Still argue that I'm whole
From sand we came, and sand
We always will be, dead or alive

Undying
These walls ain't real
As I embrace my present being
And rise like I never died

Undying