NIGHT OF THE ZOMBIES
Creatures of the night,
Spilling the streets with feverish fright,
It’s those whose souls have been taken,
Who have crawled from six feet under after awaken,
They seek to feed upon our living skin,
And rip out our pumping hearts from within,
They’ve no agenda but that of evil,
Only decomposing spawns of the devil,
Who revels in the chaos and the damned,
So many now coming for us marching all crammed,
Together in a hellish pack,
Leaving nothing alive behind in its track,
People begin to scurry,
Leaving all things in their hurry,
Some fools stay to fight,
Only to hear screeches of their demise throughout the night,
The bedlam would continue on ‘til the morn,
When order in the village became reborn,
My fears subsided in my head,
Yet in the back of my mind I fear another awakening of the dead.
-brad
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