They walk towards you with needy eyes,,
But it’s not help they want its much more.
They want to devour your flesh leaving you to the flies,
There skin rotting to the core.
They’re eyes gazed with hunger and rage,
Their steps are slow and heavy but they never rest
They hunt for the living no matter what the age.
They are everywhere like and infest.
The only way to get rid of them is to sever the head,
But is it worth it all our loved ones are dead.
