"Give a man a mask and he will show you his true face." - Oscar Wilde

The future had died with us.

The living dead are the kings now.

Among survivors, there's mistrusts.

To live we had made a vow:

Do not be civil, survive.

Always shoot for the dead's head.

Do one thing: stay alive.

Also, never fear the dead.

Carry on wayward children.

Civilization is gone.

There's no hero or villain.

Little hope is to hold on.

Behind human like faces,

Dead monsters are disgraces.