LET US OUT
The walls hold us tight,
Though we still must fight.
Cement and mortar keep us in.
But we are more afraid of him.
He has trapped us inside.
From him we run and hide.
He is the cult leader of The Dead.
He lurks in each and every head.
He’s still unknown to us.
Help us without a fuss.
Please save us from our certain doom.
We’re tired from the doom and gloom.
We can hear his footsteps in the distance.
We can’t help you with any resistance.
You must fight the battle for us all.
Many will be freed but some may fall.
THE DEAD GAME