zombie

sadly shadows skulk

slipping here then

infused with

misbegotten piety

there

faces bright and true

distorted by the grave

and time

and those

who usurp dreams

we catch their bits

on silver platter

the corrupted flesh

all part of

the well balanced diet

fed our young

the blind lead the naked

thru hallowed chambers

mark the walls

as they breath

changing

the face of everything

loved

honored

fought for

with prices on their heads

these shadows

these monsters

these fathers

of ours

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