Hunger

In urban decay
Morose sombre city light
Like horror risen from the tomb
Feeble souls crawl to fight
Deadlike zombie eyes
Staring into desperate madness
Value long gone
Rotten to the bone
Burning hunger
Itching the self loathing skin
Burning hunger
Death will have the final grin
Swarming in gutter filth
Like the living dead
Rampant infected leeches
Waiting to be fed
Burning hunger
Itching the self loathing skin
Wrapped in black plastic
Leaving life never meant to win