Yesterday was Easter
He has risen!
Now he roams the land
And things are getting out of hand
Here's a shovel and a shotgun
Remember, only a head shot will bring him down
If it helps
Just aim for his thorny crown
If you see him
You should run
He's a fast mover
And god's only son
He's assembled his apostles
Bitten them one by one
Now they ramble the countryside
Eating brains for fun
I've barricaded the door
That should slow them down
I have everything we need
Don't even think of going into town
You can help my with my transport
We can use it to go north
I hear there's a stronghold
When the coast is clear we can go forth
Shh!! What's that?
Don't make a sound, move no more
Shit, get the weapons
It's Zombie Jesus, he's at the door!
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