Crossed

Walking in the waste
We used to call home

Entrenched in mud
Up to the neck

Stalked by them
Runing from psychos

Shooting to survive
Scavenging to eat

Full of cuts and missing limbs
They search for pain and for fear
Strong in theyr will blinded by hate
Lust for blood and for rape

Runing for miles to the next place
Only to be stalked once again
Loosing some friends along the way
Not knowing if I can stay

Finally somewhere we fell safe
Maybe we have lost them in our tracks
Sore arms and sore legs
Weary mind and cracked backs

Sudenly we smell the rust of blades
The stench of dry blood and rotten flesh
The wicked gigles and gutural moans
How could we be so careless?

Seconds it took for the fire to install
In less than that they got to the weak
Woman and children choped to pieces
That's the misson of the wicked

Saving who we could runing while we can
Shooting whitout sight hearing the screams

In the depths of darkness, a tale unfolds
Where humanity is torn, and evil takes hold

A brutal world to behold
Blood-soaked pages, where horror chaos unfold

A virus unleashed, spreading like wildfire
Infecting minds, igniting a sadistic desire

Madness consumes, turning hearts to fire the nightmare, a never-ending mire

Savage and cruel, they roam free
With twisted smiles, they revel in their glee
No mercy or redemption, just pure brutality

Blood-stained streets, a wasteland of despair
Survivors fight, with grit and a deadly stare
In this nightmare, beware
Darkness, it's everywhere

Through the chaos and carnage, heroes rise
Defying the odds, with fire in their eyes
Fighting for survival, with courage that defies

In this world of madness, where hope is scarce what stalk is a chilling dare
With every turn of the page, a nightmare to share

Embrace the darkness, if you dare to stare
Welcome to the world you live
Kill your self if you wanna leave