Zombie carefully treads his silvery stopped way,
he claims for life of better worlds.
You can't stop for the life of it,
life and maintanence being a difference of promise
The undead wrapper is coming undone
shook of unstable thread, make their way run through
a faucet of dread
As according to many, and secretely themselves, as they all stand tall
He's not the best in the head
A hollow blue water mask
that attempts to reflect the sun's rays
but can only refract
It is an attempt,
but how much weight of cancellation within it?
how much affectation of higher rote?