Zombie poem.

Sit and build houses
Made out of stone
Ill break them with my hand
For I am mighty

Across the falls
The water pours
Well enough
To Feed the rain

Thats what you should do
is feed the rain and fall
like the skies over Sol
When I am done with them

And I, so carefully, I
Float the skies
Over the rivers
and over the seas
I drink from the rivers
and plunder the dreams
and everything that remains
turns into zombies

For I am the bringer
The seer of redemption
The angels wings
tearing away

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