You know, I’ve seen the undead, she once told to me.
Hobbling out of the cemetery, groaning incoherently…
Slowly. Out for love, some for blood or all of the above
I didn’t believe her, was glad I’d found a girl who was crazier
Until I saw it with my own eyes, failed to surpress my cries
And she adored him – the figure appearing from the coffin.
I couldn’t understand why she’d seek a dead man’s hand!
Zombies only want you for your brain, vampires drain
You. Only us two could breathe, I wanted to leave —