The Walking Dead - Fiction

Feast your eyes on radiant screens

a handmade reality is here for you to view

Feed your hunger with the poison

feed poison with lament for the young

If this skin just doesn’t fit right — it’s designed for desire

these days you’re so desirable — so why don’t we have some fun?

look at where we came from, take a look at what we’ve done

why don’t we have some fun?

We are The Walking Dead

As I age time reverses, ‘till it’s back to blights and curses on The View

and if life is but a book tour, I’ll just smile and nod, be cordial — but

what’s the point?

We are stain on the sleeve of evolution

we’re piss in the pants of progress

we are the wretched ones

look at where came from, take another look at what we’ve done

and see what we’ve become… what have we become?

We are The Walking Dead

Look at where we came from, look at what we’ve done

The Beast is our reflection, thought we had it perfect

took it to the island, sang This Land is My Land

we’re hungry like children, we’re wild as villains

We are The Walking Dead