Living Dead

Like the living dead crawl through the soil

To shake the death from weary souls

Twilight cries as the sin within beats like

A cold heart dying

The living cringe as the end begins

And the outdside air smells like a tomb

The graveyard earth is thrown aside

As futures crumble

Let the rain begin

The chaos calls through their broken, vacant eyes

Our lives are lost

Let the rain begin

The ending sits as a king of rest and pain

As lives are lost within the end

Like the walking dead the move through the streets

To shake the hope from fallen dreams

Angels scream as the walls collapse to bury

Unlived lifetimes