As the fires of day grow dim
The light of the moon lies low
Calling to the undead
Screaming from below
I awake with an evil start
And slowly open my eyes
In answer to your thoughts
I hear my own self cry
Pushing through the darkness
Digging toward fresh air
Zombies have to put up with things
like bugs in long dead hair
I walk with joy and freedom
While you afraid with pain
Crawl away to solitude
And wipe away my name
My time to live is lost
Once again I’m lying deep
Inside the ground that holds me tight
Bleeding in my sleep