To The City Of Brains

Have you been to the city?
Where the brains flow like wine...
and the girls simply dance into your arms.

Have you been to the city?

Is it real?

How does it feel to feel?

Oh the tales that I've heard, the ridiculous lies.
Too good to be true, but too good not to try.
What's the worst that could happen... could I die?

How the hell do we get there?
There's no road, no bricks of gold to shamble down... so where?

They say that if you simply believe
The Zombie Lord will point you where you need to Steve.
They sing that if you have brains in your heart
one day you'll start
and step by step
you'll find the way
you'll see the gate
they'll call your name
and let you in
they'll cater to your every whim
The Zombie Lord, who art the man
reveals your place within his plan
that urge that you cannot deny
fulfilled at last, no need to try

No hysterical women, no resourceful men
Not one terrified and screaming child. Never... again.
No more misunderstandings. No more mobs to face.

Just the streets. And the trees.

And the half-dog-half-bees.

Of our city.

Our place.