In between ripped trees and baren land
Wander those that never sleep
Filled with hate, haunting until the end
This hideous place they keep
Its sirens call still lures the brave
Hoping for a share of the treasure heap
Fame, glory and riches they crave
No one prepared, for what they face
To the undead their live they gave
Storming from the hollow haze
Reanimated, they join the walking dead
Eternally falling from their grace
Horrific stories filled with dread
Scarring little children to their bed
good enough?
p.s.: what place am I talking about?