apocalyptic rapture round 3

apocalyptic rapture round 3

A Poem by Zombie Dutcher

intro)
prepare yourselves for when the world comes to an end 
cause when wicked jesus and zombie come out to play
they'll be none left to pretend or be fake
our family will stand strong and tall

(Z)
this just a little way for me to say i love you
but let's get back to the end of the world
and get back to the begining with one boy and one girl
populating all of humanity with different races
different souls and all the new faces
cause me and my brothren be munchin on your flesh
while jesus takes care of all the rest

(w.j.)
come in gather round let me tell you a parable
about a little fact a secret, unsharable
you all destined to die by my hand
na i'm just saying that your fightin with the undead
and they'll be sprayin your blood all over the sand
when our music be bumbin all around with intoxication
that gets you amped and on your feet with the rest of the nation
get ready when we come to town the whole city is flammable
with the undead on our side your death is inevitable 

(course)
apocalyptic rapture its the end of the line
apocalyptic rapture starts with evil inside
apocalyptic rapture is our new beginning
when superman starts to lose and lex luthor starts winning
x2

(Z)
do you see over there on the sandy beach
walkin along the shore with her bare feet 
she doesnt know that today is the end for humanity
she doesnt know that she should run
but run for your life if you really think you can
or just stroll along like the girl on the sand
no one minds whether you live or die
dont believe me well s**t, that wasn't a lie
wicked jesus and i are the end of your life
see him descending from the blue sky
he comes bearing a wicked disease
that starts the beginning of the future
now prepare for this wicked torture
that we present to you

(w.j)
fear the unexpected for my resrection has come
now this wicked disease has been unfolded
zombie comes to eat up your flesh
steals your soul like a ginger and ditches the rest
now laying there for eternity waiting to rise
along with a wicked curse to humanity 
just to show you the evil that has sprouted 
in the young and the old wickedness show no restraint
and that is why no one can help you get outta this 
hell that we have sprouted from the underground

(w.j.)
he's such an a*s hole that fool
dropped out high school with out a goal

(Z)
what the f**k man thought we got over that s**t?

(w.j)
sorry dawg its not my fault you write like a b***h

© 2012 Zombie Dutcher


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Zombie Dutcher
Zombie Dutcher

Boise, ID



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I'm a pretty laid back guy whose been writing since people told me to stop talking so much and put it on paper. I enjoy sci-fy and demonic type writings. I write songs and wraps along with a 4 book se.. more..

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A Poem by Zombie Dutcher