[sral]

Lars
MMLP

The graveyard was silent apart from the bleating of bats
as they started climbing up through the featureless black.
The moon appeared to be hanging itself by the slightest of threads,
an overseer of the last known night of the dead!
It's a sign of the end, As the rescuers search
for any life that is left in the wreck of the purge
with vessels emerging we start pacing forward
the rest are uncertain for what may befall us
We take the corner with suspense on our breath
as a wave of former-humans press up ahead.
The stench of dead flesh clung to the wind
and I'll never forget it, for as long as I live...
I'd closed my eyelids, so the moment could sink
we roamed in silence as they approached us in sync
hoping they missed us, DING! I flickered the torch
with the scope of a pistol hitting the floor.
"Shit!" I retort, thinking it's either me or it's them
as they close in distance before us to feast on our flesh.
I reached for the heckler, but in a moment of madness,
as the dreary undead approached, I'd frozen in panic!
My emotions were static but their advances prompted me
to chew over their antics and to grasp their oddities
in the manic horror we were tripped in alarm
as one latched onto me by gripping my arm.
It's fingernails carved through my epidermis
he hissed and he snarled as I was lying their squirming.
It's mouth widening purposely towards the side of my face
so I punched him twice then with urgency to try and escape!
With no time to delay we'd attempted to leg it,
those in firing range were dead at our presence.
As we'd head for the exit, so if any people had survived
we'd forget the objective, leaving them behind.
"Those things were eating 'em alive!" I incessantly spit
"I could see it in their eyes, we we're next on their lists,"
We fled ever so quickly, and raced the whole thing,
desperate to literally save our own skin!
The flood gates had opened, we were prone to attacks
in our range of focus we had noticed a hatch
Our hopes were at last in sight despite the dark
As I pulled onto the latch, I was met by a striking arm...