Lightning in the distance,
Thunder in the air...
Waiting for resistance,
So come and say a prayer...
The day turns into darkness,
And your heart; it leaps with fright...
Can't seem to find a safe place,
To put your head at night...
You run around all day,
Seeking other just like you...
But zombies like to play,
So running's all you do...
Keep praying for the end of this,
'Cause that is all you can try...
Don't worry, this won't hurt a bit,
I bit you, now you die... =)
7/11/11
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