As a Zombie, I Live,
With a single Motive,
To Hunt, and Eat,
A certain Type of Meat.
Specifically, You,
Your Brains and Muscle Tissue,
On them I shall Feast,
Like a Feral Beast.
I hardly control Myself;
My Feelings, placed on a Shelf,
Only that One Desire,
Clouds my Mind, like a Mire.
I urge...