Necromancer

Crouching in the darkness listening for the slightest sound

Finger on the trigger, praying I don't die in this forsaken place

Filled with dread, my heart is racing

Never in my life did I ever think I'd see what I have seen

Two weeks ago, I was given my new orders

Travel to an island in a classified location

There I was to seek out my target which I was to eliminate

Mission was need to know / They felt I had no need

Orders shrouded in darkness / They left me in the dark

That was all I was told / They had told me

Nothing more

A mission just like any other, or so I thought

At first all seemed quiet, much too quiet

Through the jungles I traversed

My eyes and ears were focused on all sights and sounds

Toward some castle that stood for centuries

Unopposed was I

The only other information given to me was the ID of my objective

A scientist was he working for the enemy

On some top secret weapon that would turn the tides of the war

Little did I know

I was not prepared for what I then saw

Foul creatures swarmed in all around me

Vile creations once were human

But not any more

They are the living dead

The product of a mad man

A race of zombies designed for war

How I survived this long I do not know

Will I make it through the night?

I can feel that I've not long to go

I just pray that if I die

I will not become like the vile creatures I fight

How can I fight this evil spawn?

I unload my clip before one of them falls

For each one I drop ten take its place

I am losing this unholy race

Unending wave of the undead

Filling my soul with ghastly dread

I do not know how I'll survive

I pray I make it out alive