It’s coming for me and you.
The tides are rising to a new height,
While fighting the shore with all its might.
The clear skies are dark blue.
The clouds are far and few.
The darkness brings us shadows and fears,
And people running away in tears.
Who is able to control the moon?
I’m afraid they’ll be here all too soon.
Dark shadows are descending on the shore.
They’re many but soon there will be much more.
I’ve heard about The Dead.
They fill my heart with dread.
It’s time to hide from death.
No time to take a breath.
THE DEAD GAME