Once deep in thought it came to me,
The thought of them comming for me.
Through the darkness and through the light,
For here they come for me tonight.
The plague is here, the dead now walk,
Their bodies by this Virus warped.
Some maybe enemies, some may be friends,
Even a family can be caught by this curse.
I feel my peoples fears,
I hear my peoples cries.
As now they come, they walk, they feed,
And take more of our families lives.
By Tim White:
