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Undead feast, as they tear upon your weak
Terror builds, at the of being dead
Prophecy of the of old
Now comes true, as the break the soil
spell breaks the sleep of the dead
The awake, what the populace in fearing
Panic strikes as the nations run in
Ocean boil with blood of human

Suicide, the way to avoid being eaten by the undead
Grave yards coming alive with zombies, hungry for flesh
Psychotic, transmutated corpses, upsuring the
disaster of epidemic proportions, devouring us

Tables turn as a victim become now
State of death waiting to return
Vital signs that I'm dead
This can't happen, I'm rising my own grave
Hunger not nutritional but instinctual
Flesh becomes my crave of this live
state, a state of metamorphisis
Seeking to keep me dead

Degenerate, a product of man's frustration for his
Insatiable hunger for mankind, building each kill
Seeking victims to meet my fill
Cannibal I've become, what's happened to my

Feast on the corpse, out its brain
As its fluids drip down the
Chew on the bones, drink its bladder
The stench only makes me madder

In the mouth, out the forehead
fall out, skin turns red
Violent surge, a spear through the
Felt the urge, now my heart's

I gore, I'll eat your guts

I love gore, blood me nuts
I drink blood, I don't like
Intestines my cud, I feast in the
Twist its neck, it crack

Suicide, the way to avoid being eaten by the undead
yards coming alive with zombies, hungry for living flesh
Psychotic, corpses, upsuring the population
Sickening of epidemic proportions, devouring us
Blood I want to drink, I to suck
Brains I to eat, the rest I'll chuck
Bones a spear, I'll carve and kill
for the quest, I'll never fill

I crave gore, I'll eat your