Those predicted Zombies we anticipated, arrived.Not quite dead they appeared as some cried.
Evil, flying black banners they came.
Calling fools with social tools, paradise claimed.
On our streets chewing up innocent lives, growing our rage.
Cries of death to infidels, turning back histories page.
Returning the favor, head shots we favor.
Evil ISIL Zombies our targets, each bullet is tailored.
An end to your caliphate, before it becomes a state.
ISIL zombies, nothing more, a prayer and a bullet is all you rate.