I, Undead
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I stood at the end of the road
No sign of heaven in sight
I looked back and my breathing slowed
It was almost night
I am the undead
Through out my life god did not help me
All that I had, even my bed
I achieved through hard earnest work you see
Every hardship faced
All the scars on my skin
Every test I aced
Even being detested by my kin
I am the undead
THE fiercest of warriors
All that I had, even my bed
I worked for, for hours
I stood at the end of the road
Even death giving me pitty
The lives they mowed
Shall not enter the golden gates to their promised city
I am the undead
The fiercest or warriors
