Raising a thought

Dawn of the dead
The taste of blood thats red
Human flesh consumed by another
As many surround and smother

People pray for the sun light
As darkness slowly becomes the night
The dead attack
With a conscience and a heart they lack

They swarm like bee's
Entering a town as quick as a disease
Their eyes are black as death
To enjoy the victory of your last breath

Killing then consuming
No chance of a normal life resuming
Many die everyday
Quickly eaten and sucked away

They are human like indeed
A military experiment gone wrong, the eternal seed
Cannot die, even if the locals fight and try
Feeding on top of the food chain is the new high

These creators do not need a knife or gun
Using their hands and teeth are twice as fun
Living in the tree's or under ground
Don't search for them, they won't be ever found

Only drops of blood remain
The sound of screaming, it is hard to be calm and sane
Close your eyes from the vision
Of another murder done in sickly precision

It's dangerous to be out late
A risk of a inevitable fate
The winter is a nightmare
As they kill visitors who are unaware

Truckers are on the hit list
Where the created animals rule the night with a iron fist
Nothing but red cover the remaining of the seats
The sequence always repeats

Everyone closes at night
To avoid being their next bite
Locked doors don't work, windows are always there
As another family is heard being slaughtered, it's not fair

Only light they cannot fight
They can; climb, run and swim at almost the speed of light
The priest of a church is even at danger
To them its just another stranger