March of the Dead - Zombie Death Stench

Cold Mountain water The jade merchant's daughter Mountains of the Moon, Bow and bend to me Hi ho the Carrion Crow Folderolderiddle Hi Ho the Carrion Crow Bow and bend to me Hey Tom Banjo Hey a laurel More than laurel You may sow More than laurel You may sow Hey the laurel Hey the city In the rain Hey, hey, Hey the white wheat Waving in the wind 20 degrees of solitude 20 degrees in all All the dancing kings & wives Assembled in the hall Lost is a long & lonely time Fairy Sybil flying All along the all along The Mountains of the Moon Here is feast of solitude A fiddler grim and tall Plays to dancing kings and wives Assembled in the hall Of lost, long, lonely times Fairy Sibil flying All along the all along The Mountains of the Moon Hey Tom Banjo It's time to matter The Earth will see you On through this time The Earth will see you on Through this time Down by the water The Marsh King's Daughter Did you know? Clothed in tatters Always will be Tom, where did you go? Mountains of the Moon, Electra Mountains of the Moon All along the All along the Mountains of the Moon Hi Ho the Carrion Crow Folderolderiddle Hi Ho the Carrion Crow Bow and bend to me Bend to me

Tied to my desk After seven years of convenience I think that I've finally felt I think that I've found myself I think that I've been sold out Working for a madhouse Quick doc. put on your smock His heart has stopped, his jaw's locked He's fallen from his penthouse home His nerves have exploded When I finally got there It looks as though they beat me here It had been overlooked Not quite like in a book I think I've been sold out Working for a madhouse