The Infected

                                               

                                              The Infected

Sweat dripping down from my face
Not a single soul in trace
Somebody save me for the love of grace
Do you see these tears of fear coming down from my face?

Fell on the floor,
Because my muscles are soar
Safe in a home, putting every lock and 2X4 on the door
With only seconds to think, I need a plan
Man I could sure use a helping hand
I don't have time, I need a evacuation plan!

Moans and groans, moans and groans
They are coming to get me
This cant be the end, O Lord why me?
They burst the door open and I jumped out the window
That was hard fall, I should of grabbed a pillow.

The chase is on and things are looking bad
Its either life or death, man this is sad
Body exhausted, I think this is the end
Go on ahead and infect me, my mindless friends

Arrgh! Aaaaaargh!
Their teeth have been injected
I cant run away now, cuz I am apart of the infected.