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A horror is born
Star of the show, The Zombie
Go and break a leg…

One, seemingly whole
Sound in mind, body and soul
Unaware the toll

The exacting price
Sins of the genetic splice
Specters claim last rights

Starts off slow and sure
Sneaking in through the back door
The Monster is born

It takes hold and grows
The Daemon show is begun 
The Zombie is cast

With a grand entrance
The Daemon of Delusion
The Doppelganger

One is now possessed
As the players take the stage
Act one, Mania

Act two, Depression
Either act three or act four
Schizophrenia

Final act may be
Rage, could be Anxiety
Or Euphoria

Catatonia
Might make the final curtain
But can’t take a bow

The next performance
When the clock chimes whenever
The show must go on

Deep within the shell
There’s a desperate spirit
Crying for release

Trapped within a cell
A creature double feature
You, It, Them, Box…Keys?

One personal hell
Zombie infamous heaven
A dubious lot

Bottom of the well
Bloody, scratching and clawing
Too deep, slick and steep

Daemons dance macabre 
Mind becoming a circus
Carnival freak show

Crimson spotlight bathed
At center ring a vile box
No keys, doors or locks

The dance is joined fast
By the Monster and the past
The Zombie is last

Torture all the while
The Monster plays on and smiles
You are now its child

Time for blood letting
Your mind you’ll be forgetting
It’s the begetting…

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