Sick in the body
Sick in the head
Sick beyond repair, no treatments, no meds

Thirsty for flesh, hungry for pain
Clouds of insanity, death storms in my brain

Bite, Stab, Slash, and ****
Destroying family after family
No remorse for our skills

Frightening screams, as we invade your homes
Horrifying looks, as we break more and more bones

No reasons for our attacks, survivors we leave none
Scream as loud as you want, who will help you?
Three choices: Fight,Run, or be Done

Run they do, hide they try
Successfully? No!
Eventually all die

Sick in our body
Sick in our head
Sick beyond repair, no treatments,no meds
We are......The Infected