I hide when the sun starts to rise
I sleep with the dead things
I have holes instead of eyes
No blood rushing through my veins
No impulses feeding my brain
No remorse for stealing your child
You shouldn't have let her
Go wandering out in the wild
You know that I live out there
It's foolish to believe in such a scare
I'm a zombie - my skin is now peeling away
I'm a zombie - my insides have died...
And making no sounds you can hear
Fumbling through darkness
Your sweat's running cold from the fear
No sign of your little girl
'cause free meals ain't wasted
once they have entered my world