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Feast of the dead

They won't stay dead

Radiation from a fallen satellite has caused the dead to come back to life

The formerly deceased have developed a taste for human flesh

Board yourself up to stay alive

Crawling with ghouls

Mass murder going on everywhere

Now victims are being devoured and eaten

They keep coming back in a bloodthirsty lust for human flesh for I am a zombie

Marshall law has become

Shoot them in the head, now that's how you kill the dead

This has become the night of the living

The dawn finally arrived, and most of the population has become infected

The zombies will consume you flesh, fighting off the army of the dead

One by one the struggle to stay alive is what we want

They will never run out of food if we are still alive

Eating the flesh right off of you

Now you are going to die

When there is no room in Hell, the dead will walk the Earth

Now we have taken refuge in an underground missile silo where we struggle to control the flesh eating horror that walks the Earth above.

Dead.