Letra de Life After Being A Zombie
the sun never shines at the island of the lunatics you can walk, you can dream there's no words, there's no pain... talking of the dead no mercy for the bad choked from burdon of trust - someone "life after being a zombie" isn't fine "life after being a zombie" it occurs to me and left lonely as the lonely ones: the unromantic, careless, immorbide, day dream pioneers and builders of bridges over blooded water they don't ask for mercy don't have to and don't care, the careless don't pay for means and meaning... and the rest: is paying back! for their breed have mercy! with the knights at the temples of the lunatics, thinkers and meaners, whose souls you hear in the dark and in the hopes at the island of the lunatics-there lie thousands of swears and thousands of hopes