Flat navy leaves Galveston
They head toward Mobile Bay
Slowly bringing grey zombies along
They float in a water of oily soup
Known as the Gulf of Zombie
The zombships leave their port
What shall become of the graduate
What shall become of broken bottles
Left to float their soul on the waters
Flat navy was the color of their ribbons.
Showing posts with label Zombie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Zombie. Show all posts
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Monday, November 21, 2011
Side of House Falls in Zombies Outside
The side of the house fell in
In the middle of the night
Then these sidewinder zombies
Started to throw walnuts at me.
I ducked.
Calling on the Gaunt of Loxley
The walnuts ceased.
Raining in the sky
Zombies die
In the night when the lights are dim.
In the middle of the night
Then these sidewinder zombies
Started to throw walnuts at me.
I ducked.
Calling on the Gaunt of Loxley
The walnuts ceased.
Raining in the sky
Zombies die
In the night when the lights are dim.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Ole hose Zombie
Zombie when you see me down the steet
Take me to your mother
Take me to your mother
Zombie I will run to a old house
Then I will board up all the windows
And wait for you in a silent room
When you beat down my door
Take me to your mother
Take me to your mother
Zombie hatered to you.
Take me to your mother
Take me to your mother
Zombie I will run to a old house
Then I will board up all the windows
And wait for you in a silent room
When you beat down my door
Take me to your mother
Take me to your mother
Zombie hatered to you.
Monday, November 7, 2011
Throw Your Damn Tv Out
Zombies on the picture screen
Try to enter my mind of ancient knowledge
Destroy, war is peace they say
I say throw your damn tv away.
Listen to them tell you what you think
How to feel, what to listen to,
What is good
I say throw your damn tv away.
If you want to find the good in man
If you want to see the country hidden
If you want to end war
If you want to start peace
THROW YOUR DAMN TV AWAY
Zombies are paying to control your mind.
Try to enter my mind of ancient knowledge
Destroy, war is peace they say
I say throw your damn tv away.
Listen to them tell you what you think
How to feel, what to listen to,
What is good
I say throw your damn tv away.
If you want to find the good in man
If you want to see the country hidden
If you want to end war
If you want to start peace
THROW YOUR DAMN TV AWAY
Zombies are paying to control your mind.
Illegal Radio
I found the illegal radio next to a fence post
They told me if I listen the zombie would show at my door kill
I listened to the illegal radio
It was telling the truth and not old zombie stories
I was tired of the zombie running my life
I saw how the radio was made and made many more
The illegal radio is has things you have never hear
They have all been suppressed by the zombie man.
An illegal radio with a human voice
No zombies in my radio no more son.
No more zombies in my radio.
They told me if I listen the zombie would show at my door kill
I listened to the illegal radio
It was telling the truth and not old zombie stories
I was tired of the zombie running my life
I saw how the radio was made and made many more
The illegal radio is has things you have never hear
They have all been suppressed by the zombie man.
An illegal radio with a human voice
No zombies in my radio no more son.
No more zombies in my radio.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Judas Priest and Zombies
A Joke!
Lawyers and stimulation
Teenagers given subliminal messages
Why should we assume?
The tapes worked.
A Judas Priest trial
Programs of flashes
Commercial evidence of advertisement
Eat your popcorn, smoke a cigar
Waco used Charleton Heston.
And dont try to deny it.
Lawyers and stimulation
Teenagers given subliminal messages
Why should we assume?
The tapes worked.
A Judas Priest trial
Programs of flashes
Commercial evidence of advertisement
Eat your popcorn, smoke a cigar
Waco used Charleton Heston.
And dont try to deny it.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
The Gaunt of Sherborne
The shires call your name oh Gaunt
The castles wait your return to their gates
The hounds of Loxley are silent in wait for your return
A maiden awaits your vessel of heavy laden
The cow horn blows your call
Zombies walk the wasted streets in wait for your brain
They also fear your sword of truth
The maiden sings a song from the banks of the Neches.
The castles wait your return to their gates
The hounds of Loxley are silent in wait for your return
A maiden awaits your vessel of heavy laden
The cow horn blows your call
Zombies walk the wasted streets in wait for your brain
They also fear your sword of truth
The maiden sings a song from the banks of the Neches.
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