Luyện nghe bài hát The Undead Will Feast

Undead feast, as they tear upon your flesh
Terror builds, at the thought of being
Prophecy of the of old
Now comes true, as the break the soil
Ancient spell breaks the of the dead
The dead awake, what the populace in
Panic strikes as the run in fear
Ocean boil with blood of victims

Suicide, the only way to avoid eaten by the undead
Grave yards coming alive with zombies, hungry for living
Psychotic, transmutated corpses, the population
Sickening disaster of epidemic proportions, us

turn as a victim I've become now
State of death waiting to return
Vital signs show I'm dead
This can't happen, I'm rising from my own
Hunger not nutritional but instinctual
Flesh becomes my crave of this live
Unthinking state, a state of
Seeking food to me dead

Degenerate, a product of man's frustration for his
Insatiable for mankind, building with each kill
Seeking human victims to meet my
Cannibal become, what's happened to my brain

Feast on the corpse, out its brain
As its fluids down the drain
Chew on the bones, drink from its
The vile stench makes me madder

In the mouth, out the forehead
Brains fall out, skin red
surge, a spear through the skull
Felt the urge, now my full

I crave gore, I'll eat guts

I gore, blood drives me nuts
I blood, I don't like water
Intestines my cud, I feast in the
its neck, make it crack

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

I gore, I'll eat your guts