Walking and talking, freaking me out
the lively undead stumble about.
Sliding and slipping inside my dream
hands on my throat, I can't even scream.
Invading my mind, each night as I sleep
into the darkness around me they creep.
Stealing my soul with every bite
leaving my bedside before first light.
Dragging through life's bland drudgery
dark glasses and coffee sustaining me.
Until daylight fades slowly away
night now my home, as I die with the day.
Hunting as the hunger drives me to feed
biting down hard, I grieve as you bleed.