Luyện nghe bài hát The Undead Will Feast

Undead feast, as they tear your weak flesh
Terror builds, at the thought of 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
boil with blood of human victims

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

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

Degenerate, a product of man's frustration for his
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 drip the drain
on the bones, drink from its bladder
The vile only makes me madder

In the mouth, out the forehead
Brains fall out, turns red
Violent surge, a through the skull
the urge, now my heart's full

I crave gore, I'll eat guts

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

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

I gore, I'll eat your guts