Burial Ground

"When the moon turns red, the dead shall rise!"

Behold the prophecy
Of the black spider
Earth shall tremble
Graves open wider

Among the living
They shall come
Messengers of death
Worms and scum

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When the moon turns red
The dead shall rise
The nights of terror is upon us all
At the Burial Ground

Zombies arise
Out of the crypt
Horde of the undead
Flesh been ripped

Gut munching brutes
Have been released
Reanimated and rotten
A cadaverous feast

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A manor under siege
Rescue beyond reach
As the zombies attack
Hungry for a snack

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