Moira

Mindless zombies claw at my body every day
Their rotten hands on my skin ripping my flesh away
Disemboweled at the will of my enemy, slowly tortured
I cannot sate their lust for blood
In order to understand what is good, you must understand that which is evil
I will destroy the monster that consumes me,
Terminate the putrid flesh that demands to stand before me
Infection is a guaranteed death
The only other option is a bullet to your head
Disemboweled at the will of my enemy, slowly tortured
I cannot sate their lust for blood
A grisly death awaits me, the time is almost here…