Living, Dying, Living / in a Zombie World

I found myself back at the
Doors of the church again
Dropping to my knees kiss the
Cross that hangs around my
Neck
Begging for forgiveness from
A god who abandoned me so
Long ago
How I long to hear the sound
Of another humans voice
Am I the last man in this city
Of the dead
Outside the dead are drawing
Nearer to the church

Unknown to me 15 corpses
Have staggered up the stairs
Behind the door the dead are
Advancing pushin' forward
A single bloated corpse made
Its way in now reaching out
For me
From below a legless corpse
Has got me by the leg
My tortured screams tortured
Screams tearing through the
Air
My tortured screams tortured
Screams tearing through the
Air