Zombies
Double Double trouble and toil
Watching you makes my blood boil
Eat the brains
Eat the brains!
Take it all until nothing remains
Bullets fly and victims fall
As you expand your holocost wall
Imperialst mind control
Put a number on my soul
Boots beat in time
In an impervious straight line
Feed the blaze
Feed the ghost
We abuse what you love most
As you chant
Your mouth foams
At the thought of control
Get your guns
Get your foes
Leave us with the fears and woes
Do I dare?
Do I try?
Whispering on the side lines?
Pulling corpses from their grave
The zombies are the ones needing saved.
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Blood_Rainicorn
Hey everyone, I'm a very thoughtful and introspective aspiring writer. I've gone through some heavy stuff and writing helps tremendously and I joined powerpoetry to keep me inspired and going and help deal with the demons. I love music, making independent short films and music videos and of course writing.
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