Is Rock Really Dead?

The moon is full
Burning red
Voices speak
From inside your head

The dead will turn
In their graves is
There anything
Left to save?

A pitch-black horizon
Eats up the sun
Is Rock really dead now?

Words without
A melody
Tries to dictate
How things should be

We need more fuel
To feed the flame
Or the bullet
Will miss the aim

We turn up the volume
But will there be sound?
Is Rock really dead now?

We have to make it
Our battleground
Or Rock will be dead now