GRAVE WALKING DEAD RISING
From the grave I shall rise
To the world it will come as a surprise
Resurrection straight to observing human eyes
Walking among the living
Hunger for human blood and flesh
At the stroke of midnight
A world unexpected
Moan for the anguished
The need to eat to satisfy the crave
Rising and walking among
Search and stalk
Rising on this very night
Causing fright
Darkness with no light
Maneuvering ever so close
Screams sounding like echoes
Dead walking alive.
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