The Living Dead

One would think
This world couldn't get
any more grim
But things got bad
on a whim

Sanitation was obviously lacking
Lacking in the world we call ours
But no one knew
No one would guess
That things would escalate in a few hours

The disease
we call the common cold
had mutated into
A massive curse

A curse on humanity
A curse on us all

This curse seeped
Into the DNA
Of humans of the world
And humanity was taken away

The only thing left
Could only be described
As dead, cold beings
They weren't even alive

They were like zombies
Like the living dead
They moaned and they crawled
They got in your head

They made everyone
Run and scream in fear
They gave us all
Something to kill

It was time we stood up
For what was ours
Time we destroyed
These dead rotting cowards

Take out your guns,
take out your knives
Bring forth the arsenal
The will meet their demise

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil.
(Breakdown)
Running red
The blood of the living dead

Feeling scared
Of the ones we once cared for

Chasing them down
(Bloody massacre)
Taking back our town
(cursed sepulchre)
What a pity!