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Undead feast, as they tear your weak flesh
builds, at the thought of being dead
Prophecy of the of old
Now comes true, as the corpses the soil
Ancient breaks the sleep of the dead
The dead awake, what the in fearing
Panic strikes as the run in fear
Ocean with blood of human victims

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

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

Degenerate, a of man's frustration for his error
Insatiable hunger for mankind, building with each
Seeking human victims to my fill
I've 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 its bladder
The vile stench only makes me

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

I crave gore, I'll eat your

I love gore, drives me nuts
I drink blood, I like water
Intestines my cud, I in the slaughter
Twist its neck, it crack

Suicide, the only way to avoid being eaten by the
Grave yards alive 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 to eat, the rest I'll chuck
Bones into a spear, carve and kill
Hunger for the quest, I'll never

I crave gore, I'll eat your