dawn of the- duuuuuuuuuuuh....brain dead
the billowing rains of sorrow only wash more and more of my broken heart away. soon i will be nothing but a lowly lump of clay that is fit neither for sowing seeds of love or molding into fostered care. i cannot remember the last time i actually even felt happy. in all honesty if i could i would sleep forever, its only in my dreams that i am free of the worlds torment. in my dreams nobody cheats on me, nobody hurts me, nobody takes advantage of me, nobody hates me. im needed, im loved, im cared for, the world can end and all i have to do is simply fall back asleep and it begins anew.
but in my sleep im also tormented by horrors that i just cant bear to think of. things that no human should ever have to face. when i lay down to sleep its like flipping a coin, if i get heads i dream of paradise; tails...a hell like no other. i simply live on and on with nobody who needs me or loves me. yet i could never dream of trying to take my life, cause i know for a fact that lying on the other side is an eternity of happiness. but an eternity alone in heaven, hell, or earth is a curse no matter how played. life simply cannot be lived alone without one going completely mad.
one thing i will always hate is scientific zombies. even if the brain was reanimated it wouldnt allow the body to live without water. the zombies wouldnt survive more than three days before dying. and if they eat warm flesh then they should eat each other. plus if only the instinct to survive is active then wouldnt they become territorial and fight other zombies who tried to take their food?
if you want to know what a real zombie invasion will be like, try reading this. cemetaries will glow with mysterious light as the corpses once buried to rest for good rise back awake. they dig them selves out of the ground and become consumed in a strange glowing light. bodies that have no flesh and only are bones somehow speak, attack like humans, and fight like humans. they do not hunger for human flesh, but only work to serve their masters, the ones who brought them back with their dark magic.
the zombies that have no control only know what they felt upon the second before death. those murdered in injustice rise to befall their killers. those killed in the journey of protecting loved ones return to them to destroy everyone who threatens them. the soldiers fallen from war who hold ligering memories of the countries who killed them once again rise to attack them. world war begins between those lost and nothing can stop it. blasted to bits by even a nuclear bomb, the energy powering these wanderin dead brings them back to physical form. theres no killin them, and the only solution is to destory the spellcaster who brought them awake, cancel the spell, or use white magic to defend your life.
you people out there now should dutily note that there are things worse than both death and hell. like a world where neither exists. a world where you cannot die, and hell has opened up to our haven. no longer do the condemned fall to eteral death in flames. but rather, they simply grow and rot while they work as slaves for the devils and satans quest for conquest. that is amageddon people, a living hell where death never comes and your only salvation is the end of the war.
armageddon will come and when it does, will any of us know what to do? who will live? who will die? and will we be forced to fight our own friends in combat? im prepared for anything, are you?
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