Little Zombies

There was a day

where many ways

seemed to be one...

and where my life

ran to the dark

for the love of my light

Over the hill come alive the Angels

there are many glances

every night it's the time of the Zombies

they are little eyes of light

and if you want

to know where I go

when you leave me alone

come!where the purple

roses are born

and sleeps the child...

they've a little bed of red roses

and bright flames of life

thry've shrill wings of bright light

they're little children of the night

come here!don't be afraid

this disk...it's a life potion!?