Evil eyes are searching,
Twisted minds contriving,
I'm looking for the undead
Among the ashes you spread.
Don't gasp at the dead air,
Turbulent and unfair.
With your black against the wall,
You have so far to fall.
As you fight overwhelming viciousness,
You struggle and lose consciousness,
Laying here so sick and mad...
Are you a living dead??
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