falling into sin

I think that I feel like a zombie
all these years that I walk alone
I look for places i've never been to
give me something that I need
bet what it is I do not know

I kill for sunlight lusting for more
I feel life but am blind, deaf, dumb
Life death light dark you me them

Lift the Yuletide at the chorus
I am a zombie
A shadow of things that are
past and discouraged

I am kissing under the
mistletoe before she sees me
I want to taste her

I take bodies
behind house
and chew

Where am I and why am I in this place...



Copyright 2003 by pauly hart

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