the zombie prince steps out of the shadows a brain has been eaten but a heart has hit the floor he holds it close to feel the warmth upon him hes grown so cold and so hell be forever more well he walks around all day in a spectrum of gray doesnt feel the sun or wind or rain hes unable to cry as dirt gathers in his eyes a deadly life but he still feels the pain and he doesnt remember why with his body his soul did die he never did quite realize being dead is paradise now he wonders down the road his bones so stiff and cold a requiem in the most fantastic way but like a solder without orders he keeps on marching on to satisfy his hunger but in vain when from the corner of his eye he sees a flickering of light a satin skirt rise high above the knee her arms are beckoning this siren starts to sing he stumbles towards this meal fit for a king and he doesnt remember why with his body his soul did die he never did quite realize being dead is paradise and as he stumbles in she places a grenade where his heart had once been and pulls the pin and with a flash of exploding light again a woman she took his life he never did quite realize being dead was paradise 