Feast of the dead

Walls closing around me
Nowhere to hide
The hordes of hell are set free
The dead refuse to die
Where did this evil come from
A comet's tail
O God again I must run
The dead cannot prevail

Corpses walking in a never ending line
I smell the grave behind me
It can't be my time

Time has no meaning
In a land of the dead
Every moments fleeting
When by fear you're lead
It had been such a long time
Since I'd cause to speak
And then my cry of horror
At the undead reek

On they come to eat my flesh my last thought
I'm a feast for the dead