The stare of a zombie looks you eye to eye.
The fear shakes over you as you start to die.
You run for your life for terrors sake.
You try to run but fall down; twas your last mistake.

The hands of the zombie move closer.
Footsteps rain inside your head.
Arms outstretched in your direction.
Wait just one moment and you’ll be dead.

You gasp and you choke, attempt to get away
but you’ve spent all your luck on some other day.

Your eyes bulge out, your sweat beats down,
wont be long now till your cold in the ground.

With the crack of a bone and the tearing of flesh;
your pulse stops suddenly,
its hunger filled, you are forfeit.

Don’t worry you wont sleep long.
You’ll roam the earth by night.
A zombie from now on.