17 July 2012
A symphony of "urgngh" A chorus of "braiinnnsss" A scream from far away from here, Undeniable, crucial pain.
Don't you get your blow torch. Do you want a flaming horde? Just slice there heads, quick and neat, Make do with knifes or boards.
Ration food from anywhere, Who knows where it is next? Stay indoors, unless you want, A case of Y2X.
Don't make a noise, or even breath, If you are forced to hide. For zombies will flock to the sound, And eat all your insides.
A symphony of "GARRR!" You're no longer alive. After all, only the trained, Will ever really survive.
Ballad Of A Zombie • Opuss № I