Romero’s Last Choice

He said, I'm not sure I'm fucked up enough for this
Close my eyes, I'm locked in an abyss
Bodies in stacks around me
Open up wide, red eyed red cracks all through
Trying to think about why
I wound up in this position again
Feeling like i got NOFRIENDS to the end
Whatever you wanna do let me know fast
And we're gonna do this like that megaton bomb blast
It's the grindstone b-boy, doing whatever i need
To take those decoys back out your hands
The man with no master plan falling through and then
Struggle with both hands, to pick it up and stand
Well god damn,there's really no such thing as a promised land?
I'll go ahead and struggle to believe it
My body's gonna be dirt before we ever reach it
But you know what, no you don't. you don't know shit

Tell me how

Emerald hill zone, struggle to touch gold
Lucky if my hands touch food that ain't covered in mold
I hold you in my soul
Working toward your heart
Voice like the dragonborn, ripping fools apart
So don't start
I knew who i was from the womb
Never stop working towards either elevation or doom
Fuck the doors, i wanna blow the walls out the room
Too soon. message like a monsoon
Genre's don't die I'm a necromancer
Your stance is foolish, dead dinosaur, trapped in amber
Pale skin panther, claws extended
People don't care about your start, it's about how it ended
Anger rescinded. do you
Just don't expect benefits from nothing you didn't help to do
Stay true. speak truth
Never let nobody tell you what you can and cain't do

Tell me how