Zombies
Darkness drifts in. the wind howls through the streets
No others around. No tasty sweets
Life isn’t that easy for people like us,
No real friends no such thing as trust
Clothes all ragged bloody and torn
No one to hold us keep us safe from the storm
The storm that is coming I can smell it in the air
Electricity swirling dead eyes a constant stare.
But where is it we go to when we feel down?
To the next village to the next town
It’s never as easy as TV makes it seem
Appear from nowhere. Walking around in a dream.
We hide in the shadows and sleep in the day
Always looking for food, a human to slay
It’s not that we want to, it’s a need we must fill
Food is our motive and for that we must kill
How do we feel when we are tracked down?
Shot in the head and dragged to the ground
Blood gushing! old flesh just hanging on
One more shot to the head! Another one of us gone
We didn’t ask to be here. It was thrust upon us
So we do what we have to with no power to suppress
the urges that drive us to feed at night.
That pulls us to the darkened streets and March in clear sight
Knowing you are out there ready to retaliate
Like a church meeting you gather and congregate
Your weapons are fast and have a lethal kick
But so is our bite, the poison works quick
If you manage to escape from our deadly clutches
One scratch, one bite whatever our blood touches
And you will be added to the list of night walkers
You will march with us. And perpetuate the slaughters
No others around. No tasty sweets
Life isn’t that easy for people like us,
No real friends no such thing as trust
Clothes all ragged bloody and torn
No one to hold us keep us safe from the storm
The storm that is coming I can smell it in the air
Electricity swirling dead eyes a constant stare.
But where is it we go to when we feel down?
To the next village to the next town
It’s never as easy as TV makes it seem
Appear from nowhere. Walking around in a dream.
We hide in the shadows and sleep in the day
Always looking for food, a human to slay
It’s not that we want to, it’s a need we must fill
Food is our motive and for that we must kill
How do we feel when we are tracked down?
Shot in the head and dragged to the ground
Blood gushing! old flesh just hanging on
One more shot to the head! Another one of us gone
We didn’t ask to be here. It was thrust upon us
So we do what we have to with no power to suppress
the urges that drive us to feed at night.
That pulls us to the darkened streets and March in clear sight
Knowing you are out there ready to retaliate
Like a church meeting you gather and congregate
Your weapons are fast and have a lethal kick
But so is our bite, the poison works quick
If you manage to escape from our deadly clutches
One scratch, one bite whatever our blood touches
And you will be added to the list of night walkers
You will march with us. And perpetuate the slaughters