Words and music: Greg X. Volz and Brent Luck

A party invitation I received in the mail
Come as you are, or wear hat, coat or tails
Standing in the doorway I heard a man say
You may enter, so step right this way

I'm going to a dead man's party
With my very last breath
I'm going to a dead man's party
And put my soul to rest
I'm going to a dead man's party
With my last desire
I'm going to a dead man's party
Till I get that holy fire

I was captivated by the Presence in the room
And all the tears and pain I felt I knew would leave me soon
I saw the change was coming, the writings on the wall
It was my destination, it started before the fall

Dressed up and ready to go
My robes are righteous, this I know
Got to separate the precious from the vile
Gonna arrive in style