Captured you are, enter the zombie realm.
Crucified upside down, horrified, awaiting death.

You can feel the nails, impale your body.
Blood running into grail, grail of crucified meat.

With hunger they eat your skin,
and leave you for days.
Infected by zombieblood,
now you cannot die.

Suffer for a week, nailed on pole.
Now you're rotten enough, to fall to the ground.