Nevermore

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It starts out quiet and mysterious

A plague spreads slowly around

There's girl who seems immune to all

Hiding but waiting to be found

You hear the sounds of chimes

And bells that signal death

It was cause by some unknown

A plague that's passed by breathe

The town is very silent

People drop like flys

No one knows where this came from

But take a look at their eyes

First they were bright and alive

Then they were closed and dead

Now they're ghastly and opening back up

Their eyes now tinted red

They've all come back to life

The live don't know what to do

Whatever they thought had killed them first

Obviously they weren't through

Things were waking from graves

People who were alive were hiding

No one wanted to catch the plague

But some who lost hope with the undead they were siding

The sky was dark with no moon

The undead had tainted skin

This infection was growing on everyone

Soon whoever controlled would win

The undead had started advancing

Acting all crazy and carefree

Trying to lure us into their trap

So they could go on a killing spree

Everyone seemed like a puppet

The live people were no more

Except for one little girl

Who should no better than to open the door

The puppetmaster wanted her gone

And thought of a way to do it

He gathered his army of undead

And cornered her into a pit

They surrounded her everywhere

Leaning in closer and closer

Trying to change her into one of them

Become more dead and grosser

If she did not become one of them

The puppetmaster wanted her heart

Beating as if ripped from her body on a tray

Then ordered them to rip her apart

Hands reached out towards heart

She wished this all was a dream

Claws extended into her skin

And then came a loud high scream

Happy with his work

He lay his army to sleep

Glad he destroyed a town

The darkness had taken his souls to keep

The town was quiet and mysterious

The darkness had finished and fled

The deed was done the plague was gone

And everyone lay on the ground dead

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