Unsure Reality

Even when you try to turn your back
You know they’ll find your neck
Hiding on the edge of your unsure reality
Even when you try to run from them
They’ll only freeze your mind
Then you’ll know that you’ll become one of them soon

Hunting searching finding nothing
To satisfy their cerebellum’s hunger
Mind empty needing of thoughts
Praising any thought placed there by them
Only when you start to suffer
Will the memories slowly return
Forcing you to search for matter
To replace what was taken from you

Blind to the pain you must be blind to the gore
Blind to the blood blind to the pain
You must be blind to the gore you must feed

Don’t look into the past
You will see nothing there
Memories of memories
Fading to dust
Realize to your horror
Former life forgotten
You mind’s in a state
Of unsure reality

Awakening in a zombie state your mind is still asleep
Killing victims with no mercy and no memory

You cannot close your mind unto the pain you’ll surely feel
Profusely bleeding jugular vein is your favorite meal

Blind to the blood blind to the pain
You must be blind to the gore
Blind to the blood blind to the pain
You must be blind to the gore you must feed

Don’t look into the mirror
You will see nothing there
Realize to your horror
Your reflection’s gone
Memory of your death
And then awakening
Hungry for flesh
Need it to live

Hunting searching finding nothing
To satisfy their massive hunger for blood
Not knowing why they have to
Take human life so careless and blind
Running hiding going nowhere
To disappear out from the dreadful daysun
Not appearing again till morrow
Their only fear is the beginning of day