Urborg, FL Songtext
von Chilled Monkey Brains

Down West Pensacola Street
Where the sun is warm
The air is sweet
And the people you may
Chance to meet
Sing songs to pass the day

There′s not a cloud in the
Pale blue sky
And the way the sun beams
Bend to catch the eye
Call to mind a time gone by
When the world was a simpler place

Before the antigen spread
And began to claim
What many of us had
For so long, sought in vain
A deadly combination of virality
Stupidity, extended incubation
And spontaneous mutations


The human brain
Can be distorted to the point
Where no humanity remains
Get down! To them we are but sheep
Animated cadavers
Prowl the city streets
No recollection of the
Lives they left in pain

The night the peasants from their
Kingdoms were estranged
Had humankind become
Irreparably deranged
Or were the viral inner workings
More nefarious and strange
Than we could ever have imagined
Much more than man could
Manage to maintain

Much less contain
And as muscle tears from bone
Take some solace knowing that
You're not alone, and
Everyone you′ve ever met or known
Will suffer the same fate
As you begin to suffocate


Down West Pensacola Street
Where it smells like rotting
Human meat
And walking corpses line the streets
And they're comin' after your

There′s not a chance that you′ll survive
That is, unless you're willing
To be zombified
In which case, you′ll be just fine
At least until you disintegrate

And your (reportedly) immortal
Soul can not be saved
It evaporated when your
Frontal lobe decayed
Now your husk of a body
Stalks the mortal realm searching for
Living flesh to feast on
But, this hunger, you can't ever satiate

Too late! Farewell, human race
What a waste