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Zombie Days
By Dominick Cortes

Surprising enough, it's not that bad.
Each day is uneventful like the next
Unless you reel in a fresh meal
Take your well deserved bite of life

The ruby red blood twists in my decaying jaw
Curling and biding my will to it's seductive sensation
The desire and thirst runs through my dead veins
And ah... the yells that shriek enlighten my feast.

They say a life of emotions is the best
Is that why their hearts are so tasty?
With their suffering and love at max
You can even smell it rot off them.

Their resistance is futile as we trudge our way through
Our thoughts only filled with malice and a bountiful feast
We'll tear through their numbers
Limb by Limb

We don't care about the death of man
We are the salvation of Earth.
We are the death of humanity
We are the cure to Earth's manifestation

And we'll devour more than their rotting cores
And we'll bring the real "snap, crackle and pop"

What are we paid for eating trash? Food of course
What a great day to be a zombie