| Dark it is inside this place As despair falls across your face You spin around and start to walk An unknown thing that does stalk Your choice now you must abide Down the aisles you must hide You hear it banging down the way What its doing none could say Then the noise, it does stop Which makes your heart skip and hop Now where it is you do not know And not quite sure where you should go Ahead it seems, is not the path From the noise, you do the math You then retreat the way you came Cursing your choice all to shame And just as you round the bend A glint in darkness does descend A knife comes down and in you sticks The weight it seems like ton of bricks You cough aloud and stare into A face that looks much like you For it was done by zombie not Of one not sure just what he caught Thinking you were walking dead Full of fear with thoughts of dread And in the dark he couldn't know And so it is your time to go You fall down upon the floor And close your eyes to see no more |
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