I've
a fear of the walking dead
while
the color in me just drains
they're
looking to bite at my head
an
appetite for human brains
I
don't think that they can really see
pain
is just one thing they don't feel
but
they can hear we all agree
an
appetite for human brains
The
world we live in is unreal
as
poison runs in all our veins
even
told God I'd make a deal
an
appetite for human brains
I've
a fear of the walking dead
an
appetite for human brains
Copyright © 2015 by
Patrick B Vince
Kyrielle Sonnet
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