These dead white eyes that rotting skin,
No recollection of where I’ve been,
I woke up in this cemetery and I can’t remember a thing,
Am I going insane?
'Cause I got a strange craving for a brain,
I’m covered in cuts and I taste blood,
But I just do not feel the pain.
Can someone give me a reason?
Cause I just cannot tell,
I guess there’s just no more room in hell.
On the day of the dead I feel alone,
In this creepy graveyard I call home,
It’s hard to live when you are rotting away,
Eat the brain from the head,
On this night of the living dead,
Give me human flesh to eat,
Cause I’m dead,
Dead on my feet.
These broken bones, that open sore,
But I’m feeling much better than before,
I’m socially dead to the world and I am rotten to the core,
Does this mean that I’m brain dead?
'Cause I just took bite out my neighbour’s head,
I got his brain between my teeth,
But I just do not feel regret.
Can someone give me a reason?
Cause I just cannot tell,
I guess there’s just no more room in hell.
On the day of the dead I feel alone,
In this creepy graveyard I call home,
It’s hard to live when you are rotting away,
Eat the brain from the head,
On this night of the living dead,
Give me human flesh to eat,
Cause I’m dead,
Dead on my feet.
It’s hard to live a life as a creature of the night,
It’s hard to make a friend when they’re running for their lives,
Invite me to your home I’ll eat you out of flesh and bone,
It’s hard talk these things through when you’re always on your own,
I can’t quit but I know that I should,
But these brains they taste so good!
On the day of the dead I feel alone,
In this creepy graveyard I call home,
It’s hard to live when you are rotting away,
Eat the brain from the head,
On this night of the living dead,
Give me human flesh to eat,
Cause I’m dead,
Dead on my feet. |
