Here Come The Dead

It’s dark, the silence commences
With turbulent tunes
In a mindset distilled
Within toxic fumes.

And everybody simply pauses
Deranged from the sight.
Nobody can see
The dead pick up flight.

Make way, make way
Cause here come the dead.
They come seethe,
But mostly they come for revenge.

Your heart races
And you run from the mob,
But no matter how far you go
You will succumb to them all.

As they fall upon you
With tooth and nails,
They tear you apart
And leave you all pale,
As you try to scream
But your voice simply fails,
Consumed by the pain
Of this gruesome tale.

Make way, make way
Cause here come the dead.
They come seethe,
But mostly they come for revenge.

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