Dead Rising (X-Triptych II) - Dan Bull

There’s dead on every street

The city’s a cemetery

So evidently, you better believe

It’s better to get up and leave

If that’s something you’ll ever achieve

Well then you will need to get a bit mean

With the endless sea, of horrendous beings

That’ll see your flesh as a delicacy

They wanna find out how your meat tastes

One bite is all it takes

Should you make a small mistake

They’ll make you their next gourmet steak

The stakes have been raised, son

Can you stave the invasion?

From the cradle, to the grave, you’ll save

All walks of life and death, When you slay them

I’ll make tools, Then I slay fools

Though I break rules, Stay faithful

To the label, Of a fellow cutting straight through you

From the nape of the neck to the navel

Maybe it’s painful, maybe it’s not

I dunno, your brains are all rotten

And though you may have forgotten the way that it was

I won’t let you forget when I take you to god

With a home made blade aimed straight to your schnoz

I don’t suppose, there’ll be that much tissue left

To let you blow your nose

And so it goes on

The contagion continues

It’ll blatantly take

Every grain of the patience

And latent frustration

That’s waiting within you

Skill

Let’s take it back!