Zombie Tango

Verse 1 In the midnight hour, when the moon is high, The shadows start to dance, and so do I, In the graveyard, where the spirits play, I feel a chill, but I can’t stay away. Pre-Chorus A hand reaches out, cold as the night, But there’s something in the dark that feels so right, A twisted rhythm, a macabre beat, As the living and the dead meet. Chorus We’re dancing the zombie tango, In a world where the dead don’t let go, A step to the left, a slide to the right, In the arms of the undead, through the night. It’s a dance of life and death, With every step, we steal a breath, In the eerie glow, where shadows grow, We’re lost in the zombie tango. Verse 2 Eyes that gleam with an ancient light, A grin that’s wicked, yet strangely right, They pull me close, I can’t resist, In this dance of doom, I’m caught in their twist. Pre-Chorus The music plays, haunting and slow, In this dance, there’s no need to know, Who’s alive and who’s long gone, When the tango starts, we all move as one. Chorus We’re dancing the zombie tango, In a world where the dead don’t let go, A step to the left, a slide to the right, In the arms of the undead, through the night. It’s a dance of life and death, With every step, we steal a breath, In the eerie glow, where shadows grow, We’re lost in the zombie tango. Bridge Around and around, we’re spinning now, In this deadly dance, we take our bow, The graveyard’s alive with the sound of our feet, As we twirl and turn, where the living and dead meet. Breakdown Closer, closer, I feel the cold, In this dance, the story’s told, Of life and death entwined in grace, As we tango through this haunted place. Chorus We’re dancing the zombie tango, In a world where the dead don’t let go, A step to the left, a slide to the right, In the arms of the undead, through the night. It’s a dance of life and death, With every step, we steal a breath, In the eerie glow, where shadows grow, We’re lost in the zombie tango. Outro As the music fades and the night turns pale, We take our final bow, our steps grow frail, But in the dark, where the moon hangs low, We’ll meet again in the zombie tango.