The Zombie Junkyard

By Larry Burchfield
March 1, 2001

You made it to my world well aren't you proud?
But when I'm through with you,
Then you will scream out loud!
Well now terror has a name,
your life won't be the same,
I'll leave you cold as Ice and disemboweled. 
Live your life in fear if you must,
or free yourself from greed, heartache and from lust,
Come die with me and we'll raise up from The dust,
From this Evil realm, you will be torn
and from the dust of it, you'll be reborn.

Junk... Your mind is junk, half eaten, full of worms and full of funk.