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One by one they fall prey

For no man can escape death’s grip

How could anyone think

This would be the end of their trip

A gathering of undead - Colony of Death

A hunger that must be fed - Colony of Death

They will not succumb

As they seek to claim the air

The worst is yet to come

For a world left unaware

Death cannot feed death

In this void of living beings

Yet the Master has another plan

For them a greater fate is seething