Bit by a zombie
I fight to survive
Am I undead or am I alive?
I hide in the bushes
Near where there are trains
I have an insatiable hunger
For flesh and for brains.
Bit by a werewolf
I wait for the moon
They found my last victim
On top of a dune.
Her throat was ripped out
And out flowed her blood
Mixed with the sand it turned into mud.
With silver bullets
Me they could kill
Before someone else
I get my next fil.
Bit by a vampire
I wait ’til it’s dark
I emerge from my coffin
And head to the park
When I find a young lady
I bite her frail neck
If i’m not careful
Her throat it gets wrecked.
When her neck it starts to bleed
That’s what i wait for;
That’s when I feed.
Garlic or wolfbane
Can keep me away
A stake it could stop me
And make me pay.