Our eyes are burning with a ghastly gleam
Right now, all of our hours are trances
And all our nightly dreams
Are where the dark eye glances
PRE-CHORUS:
Zombies rule the earth
A power so greatly controlled
By the prince of the flies
Our rituals celebrate our own demise
CHORUS:
Why persist on a faith full of spite
Make your own mind, get over the rite
Why persist on a faith full of spite
Make your own mind, get over the rite
Make your own mind
Our will is weak; it"s the return of the ghost
Now all of our moments are spellbound
And all our thoughts
Are poisoned, hell-bound
PRE-CHORUS:
Zombies rule the earth
A power so greatly controlled
By the prince of the flies
Our rituals celebrate our own demise
CHORUS:
Why persist on a faith full of spite
Make your own mind, get over the rite
Why persist on a faith full of spite
Make your own mind, get over the rite
Make your own mind
Hundreds of clowns parading
In plastic, vomit and disgust
Fallen, lost, afflicted
A kingdom of filth and distrust
Rituals of human convention
Blind faith annihilates our sense
Earthworms get too much attention
We"re brainwashed, deceived and mislead
CHORUS:
Why persist on a faith full of spite
Make your own mind, get over the rite
Why persist on a faith full of spite
Make your own mind, get over the rite
Right now, all of our hours are trances
And all our nightly dreams
Are where the dark eye glances
PRE-CHORUS:
Zombies rule the earth
A power so greatly controlled
By the prince of the flies
Our rituals celebrate our own demise
CHORUS:
Why persist on a faith full of spite
Make your own mind, get over the rite
Why persist on a faith full of spite
Make your own mind, get over the rite
Make your own mind
Our will is weak; it"s the return of the ghost
Now all of our moments are spellbound
And all our thoughts
Are poisoned, hell-bound
PRE-CHORUS:
Zombies rule the earth
A power so greatly controlled
By the prince of the flies
Our rituals celebrate our own demise
CHORUS:
Why persist on a faith full of spite
Make your own mind, get over the rite
Why persist on a faith full of spite
Make your own mind, get over the rite
Make your own mind
Hundreds of clowns parading
In plastic, vomit and disgust
Fallen, lost, afflicted
A kingdom of filth and distrust
Rituals of human convention
Blind faith annihilates our sense
Earthworms get too much attention
We"re brainwashed, deceived and mislead
CHORUS:
Why persist on a faith full of spite
Make your own mind, get over the rite
Why persist on a faith full of spite
Make your own mind, get over the rite