Becoming

Madness - pain Infernal fever brings dreams of Death Nausea - darkness Vomiting until there's nothing left Aching - convulsing Body functions cease to exist Weakness - sick Baskin in the sunshine in a field of death The bullet fired missed my Head Soon I walk among the undead It's taking over I'm going Insane The sickness inside Dead to the world yet still alive I roam the Earth With two feet in the grave Battle - death Shrapnel tearing torso shreds Peeling - gnawing Skin ripped from my back Gunshot wounds Blood pouring from my skin Stalking - dead Limbs crawling without the head