I walk among the living, screaming
"Help me"
"Help me"
Cold breath for a moment is felt
I can't touch, feel,
Concentrate
Intensify
Merge
With the meat sack,
"What am I doing" they used to be us,
But they think living is hard
Try death,
Awaken,
Cold,
Frightened
Like a new born, colour bled
From what's perceived,
An aura is exhaled momentary existence,
Energy,
Expelled,
Depleted
Moments as if a memory expelled,
In death there are some things worse
Than when you wake up deceased,
There were plentiful others walking
"With those family"
"Still looked upon"
"Never to close to scare,"
"To bring forth the cold of despair"
But then it happened,
"Hunger"
"Ravens"
"Corrupted"
What was a non existence,
Brought forth from a nether tear,
To consume an aura to pull it within,
The screams of silence
Fear not seen since death awakened,
"This was extinction"
No aura
No rebirth
No nothing
Consuming the dead, to breach the veil
What was it for to get out
To let something in,
I hide in this sack, as if hiding in a wardrobe
Hide and seek in the living,
"Shudders of the flesh concealment breached "
Concentrate,
Intensify,
Merge
Hide within the living, for they hunt the dead
There is no life after death, we now hide in the *living..
The dead now fear..
