Tranquil they wake up in a city of annihilation.
Their alarming patterns creates sudden concentration.
Chased down the streets in a gloomy full strategy.
Hordes of cold feets slithering around their enemy.
Jaws that frantically drooling in a gritty dimension.
Creepy creatures that are fooling in their situation.

The infected people's desperation - tearing off a piece of meat.
Dripping like a menstruation - some healthy flesh to eat.
Hordes of the Apocalypse - putting an end to the future.
Tripping on their fingertips - the victims' last adventure.

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