The sun smiles upon us
As we take the tour bus.
The sun chuckles and grins
As we dive with our fins.
It roasts our bodies red
that we take to our bed.
It leaves for the night,
Leaving the moonlight.
Shadows enter our room
In the light of the moon.
We run for our lives
From this paradise.
The sun rules the day.
At night The Dead play.
THE DEAD GAME
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