THE DEAD ARE HERE TO STAY

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Look at the pretty sky.
Such beauty way up high.
Clouds drifting by so slowly
Like a shrine to what’s holy.

All of this will soon come to an end.
Don’t bother to search for a friend.
The moon will rise up in the night sky
Into the danger from what lurks high.

Dark shadows will descend onto the sand,
Shrieking louder than a marching band.
What do they want from our peaceful town?
Death and mayhem, all served with a frown.

Run for your life if you still can.
A danger for every man.
The Dead are here to stay.
They didn’t come to play.

THE DEAD GAME

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