H.W.

I. Memoirs of a Zombie Apocalypse: REDUX

 

Scene Index

 

1) Forecast

2) Dis/believer

3) Between the Eyes

4) Mindless Home Invasion

5) Alle(gory)

6) Dead Men Tell Tall Tales

7) A Man and His Muse

8) Doomsday

9) The End of the World or: A Relic From our Ghosts

 

 

 

 

Written, performed, produced, and recorded by: Andrew Abraido

 

 

 

 

Originally written May - July 2008

REDUX recorded January - March 2011

 

 

 

 

The lyrics to Andrew's second solo recording, the aural film Memoirs of a Zombie Apocalypse, features lyrics essential to the story arc of the record that are simultaneously extremely personal to its scribe. This original incarnation of this album was conceived as a gift to a certain someone who was fascinated by zombies, but ended up turning into one herself at the time. To an extent, the story that unfolds as the album progresses mirrored the tribulations that Andrew and his "significant other" were experiencing in real life while he was writing the record. The pair ultimately shared the same fate as H.W. and his muse. Andrew still hopes to one day adapt this record to a screenplay for a film, but don't hold your breath. In the interim, he has settled for the creation of a trilogy of aural films based around the character of H.W.

Forecast

NEWSMAN: We interrupt this originally scheduled program to bring you a special bulletin. There have been numerous reports from all corners of the world that something very strange is occurring. It is being reported that a slew of mass homicides are streaking across our world's nations at a blistering pace. The culprits? Well ladies and gentlemen, it appears as though the perpetrators are our beloved dead and buried, who are in fact rising from their places of rest and wreaking havoc throughout the globe. We have no information as to why this phenomenon of mass homicide seems to be occurring, but it appears as though these creatures are cannibalistic in nature, feasting on the flesh of the living, and turning us into them. There are various reports streaming in from civil defense authorities telling us that the only way to thwart these ravenous creatures is to remove their heads from their bodies. We have nothing further to report to you at this time except to stay in your homes and board up all of your windows and doors. Stay tuned for more information on this developing calamity.

 

 

Dis/believer

H.W.: We wake up and now

Everything's the same

 

MUSE: Did you hear a noise?

 

H.W.: Probably just a dream

 

MUSE: Swear I heard it loud

Warning to our ears

 

H.W.: Well my dear don't buy everything you hear

 

Then she gets up and takes a look around

Peering out the window and searching for a sound

And then when I ask her why she has to be right

She will turn around and stare

That will birth a fight

 

H.W.: Calm down my dear

And shut your ears

You can't be right

All of the time

 

And she says...

 

MUSE: How do you know, you're not here

Peek my eyes and then you'll fear

All these corpses walking tall

Glance, then admit you were wrong

 

So to appease her bitching I look out into the night and see nothing and...wait...I see...THE DEAD WALKING AMONG US!!! They feed on the flesh of the living, and the living become the dead, and the undead, and I see them eating more and more and more and more and...

 

H.W.: Woah, now what do we do?

 

MUSE: Grab the twelve and clean the room

 

H.W.: Then my dear where will you weep?

 

MUSE: I'm going the fuck back to sleep

 

And how was I to know that this was the one time she would be absolutely right about everything she ever felt , ever did, ever heard and everything...I mean...I just never thought I'd live to see the apocalypse itself. I don't know what else to say except: she made a believer out of me.

 

 

Between the Eyes

I clutch my shotgun tight

While my muse rests her eyes

We've run right out of faith again

It won't be long 'til they come in

I'll try and aim between the eyes

We'd lose our lives before our minds

 

I can hear them

Can you feel them

Shuffling across the floor

Not a clue what's

Waiting for them

Human flesh just through the door

I am not alone in war

It's me against a hundred strong

They are slow and they are dumb

But they look quite hungry

And now I am ready to decorate these walls in blood

 

(*BANG*)

That's one

(*BANG*)

That's two

(*BANG*)

That's three

(*BANG*)

That's four

(*BANG*)

That's five

(*BANG*)

That's six

(*BANG*)

That's seven

Wait...retreat

 

I quickly load the shells

My muse is sleeping well

I know she'll read my mind tonight

But we can't fold until we fight

I'll try to blow between the eyes

Still lose our lives before our minds

 

I can hear them

Can you feel them

Shuffling across the floor

Not a clue what's

Waiting for them

Human flesh just through the door

I am not alone in war

It's me against a hundred strong

They are slow and they are dumb

But they look quite hungry

And now I am ready to decorate these walls in blood

 

(*BANG*)

That's eight

(*BANG*)

That's nine

(*BANG*)

That's ten

(*BANG*)

That's eleven

(*BANG*)

That's twelve

(*BANG*)

That's thirteen

(*BANG*)

Shit, I ran out

 

Wake up

We're gone.

 

 

Mindless Home Invasion

Wait

Aside

For what

If I'm still tracing you down

Around

The sound

Of your heart beating in space

Erase

This pace

And all that shatters like glass

On teeth

React

Or I won't succumb to this

 

The legion of undead arrive

Impartial to fate and to time

As slick as a twist of the knife

We scale out to infinite night

We've run out of places...

 

Wait

A sigh

Relief

I am done tracing you down

No sound

Around

All is now dead in its place

Embrace

This face

Pasty and scabbed to the bone

This flesh

Unknown

But to the undead the same

 

The legion of undead arrive

Impartial to fate and to time

As slick as a twist of the knife

We scale out to infinite night

We've run out of places...

 

We've run out of places to hide.

 

 

Alle(gory)

Rearview, let 'em disappear

Now you'll whisper in my ear

"I was right all along, right all along, right all along"

Watch me as I concede

I will believe what I've seen

How could things go so wrong

Things go so wrong

Things go so wrong

 

We need a place to run

I already said we'd try the mall

But they already got inside

Now I can see faces and their

Stomachs' growling

Eyes are hungry

Now they can't turn away

And neither can we

So abhorred by

All these changes

Taking place inside

The dead

 

We need a place to run

I already said we'd try the mall

But they already got inside

Breath is rapid

Heart is pounding

Still they can't turn away

And neither can we

 

If only I had turned around I'd still have a chance

But now I'm out cold.

 

 

Dead Men Tell Tall Tales

Kill the lights

Warn the wicked one's

Out of sight

To refuel their lungs

Here I sweep

Taking breaths away

Fall asleep

Then you'll fly with me

 

All are tall and all are told

Now someone run and stop this beating drum

 

Dead men they have a lot to say

Full of shit and debts left to pay

With this noose they'll burn your neck someday

Fooling over everyone to...

 

Everything

Has a price they say

Suffering

Soul is bled to grey

Still I sweep

Here we slip away

Fall asleep

Then you'll die with me

 

All are told and all are old

Now someone run and stop this beating drum

 

Toothless mouths will always have their say

Dead men will shuffle in their graves

And while the undead make their way back home

Dead men will never be alone.

 

 

A Man and His Muse

Sometimes there's a void I find

Just before I use my mind

I hope I'll get better soon

All I want is to be beside you

While these creatures hunt us down

You and I must shuffle now

Closer to the end than start

And I know it breaks your heart

 

I know now's not the time

Hot on our trail, they'll be coming

Just look in my eyes

Without you I'd pine forever

Throw your hand in mine

We could save this world together

And if they take my mind

Remember that you made me unafraid

 

I will not be here too long

I would never cause you harm

Though my eyes are not yet black

Make it so I don't come back

Bleed me fast or bleed me slow

I won't tell you where to go

Don't kiss me you'll get it too

Just please know I could have loved you

 

I know now's not the time

Hot on our trail, they'll be coming

Just look in my eyes

Without you I'd pine forever

Throw your hand in mine

We could save this world together

And if they take my mind

Remember that you made me unafraid.

 

 

Doomsday

So I bet you've heard this number a couple of times before

Listen closely things are changing that you can't ignore

Always knew you'd never kill me, your lust was too strong

So we'll fight this undead army 'til the brink of dawn

 

Come on baby pump that shotgun fill them up with lead

Blood and paste fall down like rain from these exploding heads

Hurry now we're changing slowly from the choice we made

We will never lose our minds that's why god made grenades

 

Pull the pin out clutch it firmly, vision starts to fade

Come on baby won't you fuck me in this grave we've made

Nothing left to fear here on this reckless day of doom

Mindless lot we will not join now just enjoy the boom.

 

 

The End of the World or: A Relic From our Ghosts

So this is the end of the world

The sky is red and

The dead are roaming the earth

We stare down from the starts

We're invisible now while we wait

We have to find a way back

We forgot to leave our mark

Let's swoop down and carve a tree

If only we could breathe some life into this place

 

Please, please tell to me

Future that you see

You know you're never wrong

Who, who will we be

People who believe

What we are waiting for

And where, where will we go

One thing I know

Our ghosts will haunt this place

 

So this is the end of the world

And all we have to show

Are these eight that came before

Let's fly down and dig a hole

We'll throw this in and

That can be the mark we made

After let's stay on the ground

And live until we die again

Pretending we could breathe some life into this place

 

Please, please tell to me

Future that you see

You know you're never wrong

Who, who will we be

People who believe

What we are waiting for

And where, where will we go

One thing I know

Our ghosts will haunt this place

 

And all who walk dead.