Overcome by fear of living
Love of death and dying
Only vodka shuts the doors pried open
The haunted halls you walk
To skeletons you talk
At my skeleton you gawk
As if you've never seen me bare before
Lost among the catacombs
Live amidst the dead
Wake me from my slumber
To join you in your bed
Questions are asked by the light of a candle
Written on paper soaked in your blood
But the answers are hidden
Even hidden from us
Behind doors of the unknown
Doors that haven't been pried yet
Halls that haven't been found yet
Live the dead among the living
Live amongst the living dead
7/2/09
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