Zombie Land

Walk around on zombie streets 

Where all the zombies that you meet

Wander 'round with out an aim

Pawns in someone elses game

  Waiting for their turn to come

Walk the streets of zombie land

See undead shamblers under the command

Of some dark hidden master

Who awaits a great disaster

  Guessing where it will be from

Always watching, he looks out towards

The landscape filled with zombie hordes

Flesh barely clinging to skeletons

And wraiths that drift forever on

  Thinking this is eternity

But in the woods the werewolves prowl

While vampires hide in lofty towers

Whose foundations are starting to crack

Split by roots that won't be held back

  From a great undying tree

That gathers spirits of slaughtered creatures

Which find willing hosts and show their features

Unleashing the vengeance from the pain they felt

When they were killed for meat or pelt

  Dying in violent confusion

But the animal spirits will be put to rest

And their murderers made to pay their debts

When the life-suckers' secrets are made known

And each of the zombies can be shown

  That their slavers were just an illusion