Living Dead

Same old wall, still hanging tall

Same old nail.. through my throat

Eighteen years came along

And this time I never

I never saw my Love

I'm going insane

THEY sold me to this little shop

Where I remain

Living Dead...I'm feeling like a Living Dead

Living Dead...Two blue eyes in an empty head

Dead Dead Dead

Eighteen years came along

And this time I never

I never saw my Love

This life is NOTHINGNESS

Life on a wall, time to be called back.. to the Beyond

There's a rumour going around and around

They say The Puppet Master

Is gonna build another theater in London Town

For Kids

Run by his son and daughter

It's gonna be a bloody mess

Living Dead...I'm feeling like a Living Dead

Living Dead, Living

Forever on the same old wall

Forever with that nail going through my throat

All the children, who see me in this shop

They are scared of me, they say I'm looking sick

My eyes follow them

Never to be sold again

Life is never fair...Life is air

"Will I ever see his eyes again

Will I ever see him again"

Where is she now... "Where is he now"...