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There's a cold wind blowing, a chill's in the air

Eyes shine through the dark, they cast an evil stare

The town is still in silence, it's been this way for years

It's the land of the dead, what am I doing here?

I feel an evil presence lurking in the darkness

Time to flee for my life

My body shakes in terror

My heart beats fast with fear

I feel an evil presence hiding in the shadows

Is this a sign of my untimely death?

My skin drips in a cold sweat

I’m startled by a noise near the shack

A ghostly figure appears, surrounded by an eerie green aura

A zombie whose skins decayed,

I scream with fear and horror

Its deathly stench, reeks through the air

The zombie starts walking towards me, with its bony hands extended The evil presence, can now be seen

I run for my life, as more start to rise from their graves

I head to the top of the hill

I've escaped for now

This town once flourished with life

But I've entered a realm of death

BREAK

From the hill I gaze, to watch the legions of the dead

As the sun slowly rises, they descend into their crypts

Their search for flesh is over

Until another night

Any visitor is welcome

To satisfy their flesh and blood appetite