HOTTER THAN HELL

Hotter than hell is their playground.

Beneath layers of rocks and dirt.

They wait for their day of salvation.

When they can ride in the storm.

They grow impatient for the invasion.

The end of life as we know it.

I can hear their cries blowing in the wind.

The whispers brought forth from below.

It’s time for us to gather ammunition.

Before our poor town is nothing at all.

THE DEAD GAME

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BELOW

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Take me down the road.

All the way down.

Beneath the city.

To what lies below.

To the darkest depths.

Where no one dares to tread.

To the real city.

THE POINT OF NO RETURN

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Down the rabbit hole we go.

Far down beneath the earth’s surface.

Where The Dead wait for their savior.

Arms extended.

Reaching for us.

Mouths held open in silent cries.

As we fall farther.

Deeper.

Past the point of no return.

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BENEATH THE CITY

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BENEATH THE CITY

Take me down the road.

All the way down.

Beneath the city.

To what lies below.

To the deepest depths.

Where no one dares to tread.

This is reality.

This is the city.

BURY IT

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Bury it.

Far below the earth.

Into the darkness.

Bury it deep.

Before it’s too late.

Let it sink into the dungeons.

Bury it now.

Away from humanity.

Beyond The Dead’s reach.

Bury the door.

Beyond The Dead’s control.

Say no prayers.

Let it go.

THE DEAD GAME

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BLACKNESS

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Blackness beckons.

Floating in green.

Cocooned in coldness.

Fingers grab me.

Teeth rip at me.

Fish beside me.

THE DEAD  below me.

A cold hell for me.

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A MIST

At night he appears.

Coming from the sea.

A mist rising from below.

Has he come for me?

THE DEAD GAME

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I WILL SURVIVE

Water all around me.
On all sides.
Ice cold water.
Like a hand from below,
pulling me deeper.
Deep into the unknown.
Must hold on.
Hold on to life.
Waves pushing me away.
Away from the shore.
Away from life.
I will swim.
I will tread water.
I will keep my head
above the water.
I will survive.

HIDDEN BELOW

THE RIVER LOOKS DEEP.
WHAT LIES BENEATH ITS DEPTHS?
ARE BODIES BEING HIDDEN?
ARE FISH SWIMMING?
LIFE OR DEATH?
BOTH CAN BE HIDDEN BELOW.