Brainless zombies hiding in pairs
Looking outside to find some air
To catch water and grass and stars
But don't you think you're gone too far ?
Drown your soul in cheap wine
Burn your thoughts with style, fine
Scared to live alone, you could almost cry
But how do you think you will die ?
And nothing will make your soul come back
So you need to fight, to hurt and to attack
You need preys to hunt and flesh to bruise
You can't admit that you are going to lose
Endless screams to the blind sky
Tonight you are going to fly.