Little Zombies

There was a day where many ways seemed to be one... and where my life ran to the dark for the love of my light Over the hill come alive the Angels there are many glances every night it's the time of the Zombies they are little eyes of light and if you want to know where I go when you leave me alone come!where the purple roses are born/and sleeps the child... they've a little bed of red roses and bright flames of life thry've shrill wings of bright light they're little children of the night come here!don't be afraid this disk...it's a life potion!?