The Walking Dead

It's a sickness inside us all.
The virus that caused mankind's downfall.
Once bitten, you're never the same.
Once bitten, you won't even remember your name.

It spreads like wildfire from person to person.
Our cities crumble while our families burn.
Nowhere is safe these days.
You're home will soon become your grave.

A few survivors are now all that's left.
Fear and panic, and wits put to the test.
So grip your chest and feel your heartbeat.
For outside the dead have risen, and now roam the street.