Eaten Back to Life

In the dark cemetery
Alone and brave.
I hear the dead
Speak from their graves.
Listening to their voices
Calling my name.
Speaking to myself
So I don't go insane.

Their voices get louder
My body turns cold.
They tell me that it is time
For me to come home.
Walking in the darkness
I thought I was alone.
But even the lifeless
Have their own home.

I feel a chill
Crawling up my spine.
As I watch the dead
Come back to life.
Their wretched voices
Still in my mind.
Continuously telling me
That it is time.

Feisty cadavers
I begin to scream.
Their icy hands
Surrounding me.
Ripping and pulling
I begin to bleed.
As I kick and scream
Its hard to breathe.

The voices in my head
Begin to fade.
I fall in to the darkness
Lost and afraid.

I wake up dressed
In ragged cold flesh.
Next to the grave
Where my mother's body rests.
People scream
And run from the dead.
I am craving blood
And human flesh
I begin to feed
On my deceitful friends.