| There is no way you will descend You feel it would be your bitter end So you surrender your abode And all hopes to which were owed Though you bare it rather hard You flee now out into the yard Many zombies you hear in the back A horde too great to ever hack Your choice it seems was rather smart Though it saddens yet your heart But you muster now the strength To flee now at risky length You make your way around the block Under cover of night's clock Toward the police station you go And hope deep down does slowly grow Surely there all would be well A haven safe beyond this hell Cautiously you tread each road Over no more corpses have you mowed All awake and up to kill A battle of the stronger will You arrive there with no trial Evasive steps all the while But the scene looks rather dim Zombies lurk at the frontward brim There's no way you can sneak past Not even with feet so fast Then there's the matter of the door Unlocked now in this time of gore? You remain hidden much in doubt And wait for hope to come about Then came through a window high A flash of light, and you sigh Someone signals you from above And out the door does a small fleet shove A group of men with guns attack Now new hope comes flooding back Soon you're rescued and rushed inside With comfort now you do abide Far too few, yet just enough With weapons and arms at call to bluff Yet you still feel safe indoor Away from death and blood and gore For days you live safe at bay Glad to be alive each day Yet the food does get scarce And hope once again grows sparse The cops go out on raids for food Fighting past the zombie brood Two weeks go by since it began You each survive as well you can Then one day just after noon As hunger moved in to swoon The raid came back with food to eat But suffer they some in the feat 3 along the day had died Those left behind in grief had cried But little much did they know About them deceit did go For one was bitten in the task And now he hid behind a mask Into a zombie soon would turn So their haven soon would burn Half past midnight he was dead As he suffered in his bed Yet once again opened his eyes To become which all despise And as he stalked abroad the base Those would scream before his face Yet too late for most were dead Just steps away from their own bed And now all the cops were killed For this, fate had it willed Those remaining running around As death and mayhem reeled abound New zombies now arose to life Ceaseless now all this strife So now you must decide Whether to stay or run and hide Will you save all who's left? Of your shelter won't be bereft Or to say the hell with it Let others save their own shit? |
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