As Good As Dead

Why has God forsaken me?

It sank its rotten teeth into my flesh, I screamed as now I'm one of them

The zombie's poison flows corrupting mortal veins

The festering wound won't mend my body's stiffening with pain

Face is sunken in, eyes begin to fade

The pigmentation of my flesh erased and we're left

Counting the days handcuffed to the bed

That look in your eyes gets worse each time

You cannot hide that pain that you feel

When seeing me this way, as good as dead

Rotting from deep inside, cold compress on the head

Temperature wildly fluctuates, teeth chattering without end

Appetite is lost, soon to long for flesh

The goodbyes yet to be said, fret not my friend, 'cause we are

Counting the days handcuffed to the bed

That look in your eyes gets worse each time

You cannot hide that pain that you feel

When seeing me this way, as good as dead

Why would God forsake us all?

We're left to fend for our feeble selves, I scream but no one hears me

Tallies scratched into a wall of stone

In this hell surrounded but truly all alone

Counting the days handcuffed to the bed

That look in your eyes

You realize you cannot hide the pain that you feel

As I fade into the gray

Counting the days locked in solitude

The tears in your eyes get worse each time

You fail to hide the shame that you feel

When seeing me this way, as good as, as good as dead