The dead have all resurrected
They need to be celebrated
Their shrines awaiting
This is the day of the dead
Sugar skulls, marigolds, incense burns, spirits yearn
Open grave, lady dead, light my way,
Take me to a better place
Hear them calling
Hear them swarming
See them dancing
Day of the dead
Bread like bones, candle glows, offerings,
share these drinks, rise, rise, rise, all hallows
Rise, rise, rise from the grave
Another day of the dead, there’s no way out