NO SURVIVORS

They fly through the trees.
Over the deadly mist.
Landing in the forest.
Where no man walks.
No light penetrates.
No laughter follows.
The realm of The Dead.
Their nightly playground.
Games with no survivors.
THE DEAD...

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They fly through the trees.

Over the deadly mist.

Landing in the forest.

Where no man walks.

No light penetrates.

No laughter follows.

The realm of The Dead.

Their nightly playground.

Games with no survivors.

THE DEAD GAME

 

 

 

FLORIDA WILL NEVER BE THE SAME

Florida never be same

 

The Dead have taken over.
It’s now time to take cover.
No one can hear
Our screams of fear.

When the clock strikes midnight
We prepare to take flight.
The elders can’t save us anymore.
Very soon blood and guts will pour.

Our paradise is no more.
There’s nothing left to live for
Unless we stand up and fight
With all our hearts and might.

THE DEAD GAME

A PUFF OF SMOKE

A puff of smoke.
A flicker of light.
Life is sweet.
Life is memorable.
Life is short.
Life is fleeting.
Gone in a puff of smoke.
Don’t close your eyes.
Keep them wide open.
Dangers are lurking everywhere.
Poof!
A life is gone.
Is it yours?
Only THE...

 

A puff of smoke.

A flicker of light.

Life is sweet.

Life is memorable.

Life is short.

Life is fleeting.

Gone in a puff of smoke.

Don’t close your eyes.

Keep them wide open.

Dangers are lurking everywhere.

Poof!

A life is gone.

Is it yours?

Only THE DEAD

have the power.

Only THE DEAD

hold the cure.

Only THE DEAD

know who’s next.

THE DEAD GAME

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THE DEAD ARE HERE TO STAY

bright colors ocean

 

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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DEADLY GAMES

Light the candles.
Follow me through
the empty corridors.
Past dark rooms.
Down a long flight of stairs.
To the dungeons below.
Where shadows await us.
Waiting for company.
To wile away their empty hours.
Perhaps a game or two for us to play.
A game...

 

Light the candles.

Follow me through

the empty corridors,

Past dark rooms,

Down a long flight of stairs

To the dungeons below,

Where shadows await us.

A pool of water appears.

Cages descend from above,

Pointy edges facing down.

Circular saws soon follow.

What kind of hell are we in?

Come closer to find out.

The Dead love to play.

THE DEAD GAME

 

BURNING HOT

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Red hot waves lap at the shore,
Bringing with it blood and gore.
Paradise has come to an end.
The Dead are right around the bend.
Death is their evening delight.
They descend with all of their...

 

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Red hot waves lap at the shore,

Bringing with it blood and gore.

Paradise has come to an end.

The Dead are right around the bend.

Death is their evening delight.

They descend with all of their might.

Florida will never be the same

Once it becomes part of The Dead Game.

THE DEAD GAME

 

 

CURSED

This is a fantasy come true. Sunshine in a sky so dark blue. White sand on a Florida beach. Within a tourist’s grasping reach. Until the night rears its dark head. And tourists disappear from bed. Can Oasis, Florida be cursed? Like it’s been...

 

This is a fantasy come true.

The sunshine in a sky dark blue.

White sand on a Florida beach.

Within a tourist’s grasping reach.

Until the night rears its dark head.

Tourists disappear from their bed.

Can Oasis, Florida be cursed?

Like it’s been carefully rehearsed.

Think twice before coming to shore.

It’s fun and games but so much more.

THE DEAD GAME

 

LIGHTS FLICKER

 

 

 

Lights flicker non-stop,

Bodies block my way.

Darkness shows the truth

Never seen by day.

 

Horror clogs my throat,

A weak cry creeps out.

“How did I get here?”

I run as I shout.

 

Arms reach for me.

They want me to stay.

I refuse to join

the games The Dead play.

 

THE DEAD GAME

 

 

 

COMING FOR ME

I look out the window
and what do I see?
A storm growing in force
and coming for me.
Death comes to town.
It has its own name.
The one that I know
is called The Dead Game.
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I look out the window

and what do I see?

A storm growing in force

and coming for me.

Death comes to town.

It has its own name.

The one that I know

is called The Dead Game.

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NO WAY OUT

 

 

Lost in a field of daisies.

Falling between the stalks.

Covered by their leaves.

Pulled down by their roots.

Darkness buries me.

Dirt envelopes me.

Illusion becomes reality.

A nightmare becomes hell.

No way out for me.

Only the faces of daisies.

 

THE DEAD love their games.

THE DEAD GAME

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