Face Your Fate

Your heart is pounding
You race inside
Hiding in the old dilapitated building
Hanging dear to your life

You don't know
If you'll survive
Don't know how much longer
You can hide

They're coming
You sense it
You're in trouble now

They're coming
Face it
There's no way out

The footsteps trudge toward the open door
Your heart stops
Your breath hinges
Your shaking grows evermore

You search frantically
For anything
There! On the ground!
There's a stick!

It sure isn't much
But it's better than fists
You grab and rise
Peering through the mist

Here they come, one by one
You hold your weapon close
They slobber and plod
You gather your strength
You know,

You can fight
You can kill
You can try to escape
But you never will

Because this is the end
It's all come to this
You can't change the definition
Of apocalypse

And it's only a matter of mere minutes now
Until they claim you as theirs
And that's one more body down