Zombie Out Break

1, 2, 3, 4, 5

Broadcasts coming out, and the voice of people alive

Sirens shout loudly

Zombies spread widely

People scream and run

From zombies that are hunting

Not the way that I know

It’s a mix. It's a disaster now.

It’s supposed to be a love story

It’s not supposed to make me worry

I know because I made it.

The story changed. Hell is about to lit.

Died once, thought it was the end

However,  just resurrecting with bittersweetness

Zombies screaming and gobbling human heads

Didn’t follow the story, died as time is ahead

Blue and purple skin

Just the loud sounds that spin

Not a bit sweet

Groaning, grumbling and shouting filling the street

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7…..

It’s never going to be heaven

So many dead people lying the street horrible

So many sacrifices that is not even possible

I knew it was peaceful before

Can’t count anymore

Approximately 496 times of death

The last chance to escape zombie’s yucky breath

Too many people cost

Too many things that I lost

We need to survive

We need to escape

We need to collect

We need to live