He is just like me,
Bad luck king.
He's another poor dead thing.
He was going up And fell down
Never saved by his cat.
When he hit the deadly ground
was betrayed by his pet,
He was dreaming in his head,
that he never saw the life he had.
he woke up in his bed,
he woke up with broken neck.
He got up to understand,
That it's time to say goodbye,
there's no reason to resist
all according to the plan.
there is playing dead old song,
when you die people cry,
when you buryed they are gone
and no one to remember.
Life have gone, years have passed
time have come again at last,
There's been rains, Have been sun,
Great old rainbow and the tears,
all the horror and noble fun,
all you've seen and all you've done.
now it's time to cary on
all you lived have been gone!
I see zombies on tv
They are brainwashed just like me!
I can run for endless miles,
hungry zombies (are) break in (every) house,
killing people on my eyes,
never stoping for the rest,
Rousting heart from your cheast.
They are stupid just like we,
only they are breaking free,
looking throu infinity,
they are here can't you see?
I see zombie in the crowd
He is hungry like the hound!!!!
he is hungry for the meat,
give him something for the treat!!!
brainless head is fool of joy,
zombie ain't gods stupid toy,
It is humans little fun
To use teeth instead of gun.
they are here can't you see?
they are hungry just like we,
they are brainwashed just like me.
I see zombies on tv,
They are breaking.. breaking free.
Don't need your silence
when morning asleep,
crazy like childhood
your vengance I need.
with painless fracture
I truelly can feed
the nameless distraction that bleeds.
forever your victim will be eaten by greed,
in straight lines walking on water,
counting dead bodys like seeds.
even time is geting older,
when dieing our breed,
leaving the last one,
for getting his meed.
I hear the sound, it is so loud,
my way back home will be never found.
my wound is deep, scar in memory to keep,
at this endless night I'll fall asleep.
world is round, but ending with the bound,
Between two Gods your soul is living in the pound.
your prison's old and it's so cold,
Jailers are dieing and will be buryed at the wold.
Time is slow in the cell, when you are waiting for the morning bell,
you've got your ages to write the story and to tell,
How does the mope can find the only hope,
to live for ages and all the pain to cope.
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I follow your steps
Straight down the stairs,
Every moment, every day,
I want to hear you
Say the pray,
My eyes are open,
Ears are shut,
Don't make a sound,
Waiting when I'll hit the ground.
I follow your steps,
to Follow blood trails,
Going straight down the drain,
Catching dead faith,
I'm Feeling so safe,
when it's all over,
Behind my shealders,
I'm going nowhere
Searching for rest.
I feel nothing,
you feel the same,
Poison going straight through the vain,
over and over killing my name,
I disfigure my face
To follow your steps,
To follow blood trails,
touching the chance,
Seeking for grave.
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