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User Rating: 1 | The War Z PC
Simply a masterpiece. Ever decade or so a game comes along that that truly revolutionizes the industry and makes us all pause for a moment to reflect on the craftsmanship and perfection that has been accomplished. Nary has there been a game that encompassed such depth, and brought forth the full scale of human emotions as done by The War Z. Truly a work of art.


He wakes, who never thought to wake again,
Who held the end was Death. He opens eyes
Slowly, to one long livid oozing plain
Closed down by the strange eyeless heavens. He lies;
And waits; and once in timeless sick surmise
Through the dead air heaves up an unknown hand,
Like a dry branch. No life is in that land,
Himself not lives, but is a thing that cries;
An unmeaning point upon the mud; a speck
Of moveless horror; an Immortal One
Cleansed of the world, sentient and dead; a fly
Fast-stuck in grey sweat on a corpse's neck.

I thought when love for you died, I should die.
It's dead. Alone, most strangely, I live on