Became a Zombie - Gruesome Stuff Relish

Maggots in your skin

Devouring your flesh

You feel nothing

But you’re still conscious

Became a zombie

You can’t control your hunger

The lust for human flesh

You can’t control your movements

Your teeth begin to grind

You’re not a human being

Your body is cold and rotten

But you can stop eating

Killing and feeding on the living