Zombies

03 Dec

By: Kevin Keys

 

They rise from morgue tables and car crashes

They’ll bite off your face and eat your eyes

They aren’t the creatures of voodoo curses

They’re ravenous bastards that crave human flesh

 

 

They’ll bite off your face and eat your I’s

Their lives cut short and death suspended

They’re ravenous bastards that crave human flesh

They’re neither alive nor dead; walking corpses rent free their souls

 

 

Their lives cut short and death suspended

They aren’t the creatures of voodoo curses

They’re neither alive nor dead; walking corpses rent free their souls

They rise from morgue tables and car crashes

 

 

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