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2. Infection

The infected, The hollow shells, 
Once human, never more,
Haunting my dreams, haunting my dreams,
There faces will never leave my mind,
What do you expect to see in the future,
A reality where hope is gone?

The bodies find themselves scattered, 
Faces contorted, bodies distorted, 
Shattered dreams haunted by spectres 
I was born to die, I just didn’t know it yet.
In this nightmare reality,

What difference does it make,
We were all destined to die,
Shed a tear for your friends,
And now we all get high

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