Their mouths move, but nothing gets said
I can see them now, the upright but dead

Giggling and giddy, filled with heavenly cheer
Offering to pray for everyone here

Look in their eyes and shocked you will be
For there is no soul in there to see~

They’re occupied, or missing, or bloodlessly gone
All I can feel is the ground that I walk upon~

The sun on my face, the bird on a limb,
The rabbit, the raven, the brown winged wren

So~ evermore life goes on
The stars will burn, the earth will turn~

While everyone is dizzy busy and swell
Zombies all pining for heaven~while living in hell~

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