Zombies
Man is eating Man, life is coming death
Houses on fire and life slipping away
Survivors last until their last breath
Day by day people began to astray
Happiness, enjoyment and love all leave
Emotions increase with hostility
Thoughts of turning leads to grieve
Death becomes a close possibility
Hope is not too far gone as the dead near
Survivors soon see the bad moon rising
Leaders hope to finnaly disappear
Evil is as easy as despising
I know that the end is nearing real soon
Don't look back , the world is corrupted dune
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