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Sneaking up upon us

An event of catastrophic proportions

Radioactive materials

Entering our atmosphere

Without feeling

Without remorse

The masses of dead revive

With a craving

For living flesh

They stagger forth to end our lives

Now you're trapped inside these walls

With limited defense

Barely killable mobs

Of undead swarm this home

Today the dead rise

Tonight they seek our flesh

Barricade the windows and doors

For some small hope at survival

The radios and television

Give us hints at our demise

One by one you're torn to pieces

Devoured by undead masses

Barricades refuse to endure

The onslaught of the undead

By the time help arrives

It will have been far too late