the zombies will fall in the dark pit

The zombies can dance and shout

They can even parade on the streets

Let the blue fly high in the sky

Let them have their joy for a little while

The zombies haven't hit bottom

They dream to spread the bad ways

They don't have to work hard for a living

They ride on others to get it going

The zombies must realize

God hasn't put them to the dark pit yet

Slowly in the coming days and months

The sins will be paid in full measure

The changes will knock the doors

The marching soldiers of change gathering storm

They have to make the cut to get it going

For the generations need it to survive

For now the zombies can poke the light

They think they can run up the stairs and shout

Every step there is a trap door

For whom the sins will fall