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Pull the tide back

Into the morose river

of sullen tears

Flowing down to join the Euphrates

As life's endless cycle sends the dead crashing back into reality.

You'll always wonder if,

I was just pretending to be a savior

Because actions speak louder than words, always

Bodies surface in the churning water

And I kick them back as fast as I can.

Learn to swim,

Is all I can say.

The cyclone ripes the fence down

Spilling into the fire at the end of the pit

All you can hear are the screamings

Of the newly dead being pulled back to life

You can't imagine

How it feels to have putrid flesh regenerate

As you open slimy eyes to renewed life

Zombie-bie-bie-bie comes to mind.

Mindless stupid

But one could only hope

I can feel everything they feel

And all they want is dead.

Guttural voices join in the chorus

As quickly as the vocal cords repair themselves.

And nails are broken and caked with dirt

From digging back out of her grave.

Hell's earth unleashed,

Close your eyes, or the nightmare will kill you



10:49 pm 1-3-02