PATH TO OUR OWN DESTRUCTION

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Humanity has overgrown its boundaries.

Its reach has surpassed all expectations.

We are herded into buildings like cattle.

On subways, we are packed like sardines.

 

Mankind spreads to devour new areas,

To bring the world under its deadly reign.

Why not spoil the open spaces, we ask, 

until they resemble our version of hell?

 

The ocean bears our garbage and refuse,

While the horizon dims from the smog.

We puff on our cigars and cars

Until our sins are hidden by a smoke screen.

 

When will we say enough is enough?

It is time to replenish what we have taken.

It’s past time to rebuild and sow.

We must save the animals going extinct,

And feed our countrymen who live on the streets.

 

Will this happen in our lifetimes?

We know the answer to this question.

Unless something drastic is done,

we will continue on this path 

to our own destruction.

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PRAY FOR US

 

Like a cold witches’ brew.
An Oasis for all.
Now a hell for the few,
Who remain to tell all.
Warm winds turn cold
As all become prey.
The young and old. 
For them we must pray.
Hell hath no fury
Like a demon scorned.
There is no jury
For a small town mourned.
Who’ll save Oasis
From ‘The Dead’ demons?
Who will now face us,
More dead or demons?
Pray for us.
We are alone 
Come save us.
We must atone.
THE DEAD GAME
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SAVE US FROM THE DEAD

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SAVE US FROM THE DEAD

Please save us.
The moon has no power.
No power over the night.
Rise for us.
Bring light.
Save us from The Dead.

Please save us.
Cry for us.
Shine for us.
Be our savior.
Our champion.
Save us from The Dead.

Please save us.
We have no other.
No armies.
No weapons.
Only the light.
Save us from The Dead.

Please save us.
Shine your light.
Make The Dead retreat.
Back to their darkness.
Away from our children.
Save us from The Dead.


THE DEAD GAME



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NOTHING CAN SAVE US NOW

The town is dark.

The winds are growing.

The waves are rising.

I see lightning.

I hear thunder.

The church is on fire.

I’m scared.

I’m a fierce black cat,

but I’m still afraid.

I see bats.

I see dark figures.

People are fleeing.

Nothing can save us now.

From THE DEAD.

THE DEAD GAME

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