Living Dead - Gloomy Grim

See them walking on the streets

The same streets you are walking

They push you around and waste your space

You hope that you have license to kill

You can not understand anything they say

Or where they are going to

Worthless life day by day

They only ruin your life

I only hope I can survive this

Or else I kill some of them

LIVING DEAD walking on the earth

Only wasting my time and space

Is there really anything to do

To stop them walking?

If you kill one

There shall be many

Its like Medusa’s head

Only thing you can really do

Is not to become like they are

Keep your thoughts as they are

Don’t listen to Their whining

Let the blood of the Dead bleed

Let the eternal silence come

Turn your rivers into wine

And I’ll turn rivers into Blood

Silence is the only thing I need

Total silence without any sound

Do I have to kill myself

To obtain total silence?

Slow Death is

The price you pay

For living such a wasted life

Eternal rot

In your grave

No one even knew

You were here