It's a tribute to zombies
Of which I've become
I grappled with falacies
And I lost everyone
Now I'm looking back fondily
From where I came from//of where I am from//at the town I am from

Not sure when it started, peeling from my bones
Piece it back together when I was alone
Hope it held together, long enough for me
To pitch the greener grasses, and hope that she would agree

Clinging to, a promise made
Fighting off, the vignette
Tunnеls cave, vision fades
Swallowed by, thе vignette