The dead rise before my eyes, Staring right back at me, I feel its cold breath, I am paralyzed in fear.
It begins to tear my skin, Revealing my flesh, Blood starts to flow, It sunk its teeth to my wound.
night of the dead
I could not run, I am eaten alive, I could not scream, I am already dead.
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