zombies zom, zom, zom zom, zom, zombies
excuse me mo mo ris maris
m m murry murris
murris murris murris

i kill, i kill i kill dead people
i kill dead people i kill, i kill

friend, sister, mother, brother
all the same we have to keel
we have to keel have to have to keel
have to keel have to keel

are you really are you really really russian
what what you look a little desi
haan delhi sey hu

The living dead,
Their chorus low,
A moan that spreads,
Where shadows grow.

Excuse me, friend, the tides, the sea,
A whispered plea, eternally.

I strike, I end,
The husks of old,
Their journeys bend,
A story told.
I strike again.

Friend, sister, mother, brother,
All the same,
We must, we smother,
In life's grim game.
Must kill, must kill,
The killing will.

Are you true?
Are you from a frozen shore?
What is it you pursue?
You seem to know more.
I am from Delhi's heart.