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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 corpses break the
Ancient 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 only way to being eaten by the undead
Grave yards coming alive with zombies, for living flesh
Psychotic, transmutated corpses, upsuring the
Sickening disaster of epidemic proportions, us

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

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

Feast on the corpse, out its brain
As its fluids drip down the
Chew on the bones, from its bladder
The stench 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 love gore, blood drives me
I drink blood, I don't like
Intestines my cud, I feast in the
Twist its neck, make it

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

I crave gore, eat your guts