Are you born with a creed, a zombie in human skin
swallowed whole by greed, blood ties water thin
wasting time on discussion, building houses of sand
wave come in how, sweat on your brow, nothing planned

Four years on shrooms, the paper makes you tall
But the elephant in the room, stomps around makes you small
And you bleed on the paper cut, burdened by degrees
It’s warm out, but you ‘re cold now, ready to freeze

We are dreaming of no tomorrow We are living like no today
We are drinking our sorrow We got nothing more to say
We’re just a drop in the ocean, ‘nother brick in the wall
Zombies in constant motion On the edge ready to brawl

Learn the wisdom of the age, disillusioned by urge to fly
Not know how big’s your cage, even birds are chained to the sky
Shadows in the cave your reality, go turn off the lights
Run along now, escape somehow, before it comes it bites

We are dreaming of no sorrow We are living in sinking dismay
We are drinking away tomorrow, nothing making us stay
We’re just a drop in the ocean, another body in the gaul
Zombies without emotion, On the edge ready to brawl

The sun come up and it goes down
The sun comes up and the earth goes around
The son leaves home and is nowhere found
The gun is clocked the clock is wound

We are screaming out in horror, We are living like no today
We are drinking away tomorrow We got demons to slay
We’re just a drop in the ocean, ‘nother stick in the brawl
Zombies without notion, on the edge ready to fall

Art: Pyramid of Skulls by Paul Cezzane