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TOPIC: "Hell is empty and all the devils are here." -William Shakespeare
don't get bit, its the zombie apocalypse,
hell on earth in the streets of this metropolis/
everything is opposite and upside down,
people hide underground, while the dead are walking around/
making a sound, that drowns out, everything else,
total chaos, anarchy, every man for himself/
had a mansion and wealth, when I heard the news,
now im spinning like tires with just a fraction of traction to use/
reaction to a caption I viewed? saying stay where you are,
with these monsters on the road my car wouldn't get very far/
this is heavy! bizarre! those infected with this infection,
turn a pale complexion, die, then have a resurrection/
I need a weapon, protection, cause after they rise,
they try to eat you alive, with a blood thirsty look in their eyes/
im really hurting inside, feels like a dart to the heart,
wife got bit, came home, then tried to rip me apart/
alone in the dark, the person I dedicated my life to,
tried to tear out my throat, so I drove a knife through/
her hand,but seriously you don't understand,
it was like damn, she didn't feel it so I took off and ran/
locked myself in a room, don't wanna be consumed,
but gotta assume that this door will be broken through soon/
I hear clawing and scratching, she wont stop attacking,
take a look at the window and decide to start packing/
randomly stacking, acting like im taking a trip,
yell to my wife, love you hunny, be home in a bit/
maneuver then slip, full of emotion and rage,
as it becomes clear to me that ive broken my legs/
im hopelessly dazed and somewhat confused,
as my neighbors shuffle over and treat me like food/
they are ravenous, body becomes cavernous, im not ready,
to watch my intestines get slurped up like spaghetti/
hell must be empty, all the demons are here,
and the reality appears to be perfectly clear/
they were here all along, humanity wasn't on the right track,
mother nature created a disease, as a way to fight back/
torn in different directions, by this gluttonous pack,
finally at peace, as everything fades to black/
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