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Dead ,

you will be at dawn

Cries ,

tortured from beyond

Minds ,

they will soon enslave

Corpse(s) ,

emerge from the grave

+Disease ,

this land

Condemned ,

Outmanned

Bodies ,

All around

lifeless,

On the ground

-Undead , they feast

blood on the streets

your guts they eat

aim for the head

-They walk they crawl

Dead limbs that fall

And they wont rest

Until you're Dead

Back from the grave

Trapped

in a room

Brains

They consume

Rip ,

Zombies tear your chest

Chew ,

gnashing on your breast

Face ,

ripped & skin abscessed

Rot ,

They will never rest