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Undead feast, as they upon your weak flesh
Terror builds, as the thought of being
Prophecy of the men of old
Now comes true, as the break the soil
spell breaks the sleep of the dead
The dead awake, what the populace is
strikes as the nations run in fear
Oceans boil with blood of human
Suicide, the only way to avoid eaten by
the
Grave yards coming alive with zombies,
for flesh
Psychotic, transmuted corpses, the

Sickening of epidemic proportions,
us
Tables turn as a victim I've now
State of only waiting to return
Vital signs that I'm dead
This can't happen, I'm rising my own grave
Hunger grows not but instinctual
Flesh becomes my only crave of this
state, a state of metamorphosis
Seeking food to keep me
Degenerate, a product of frustration for
his
Insatiable for mankind, building with
kill
Seeking human victims to my fill
I've become, what's happened to my

Feast on the corpse, out his brain
As its fluids down the drain
on the bones, drink from its bladder
The stench only makes me madder
In through the mouth, out the
Brains 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, drives me nuts
I blood, I don't like water
Intestines my cud, I in the slaughter
its neck, make it crack
Suicide, the only way to avoid eaten by
the
Grave coming alive with zombies, hungry
for living
Psychotic, transmuted corpses, the

Sickening disaster of proportions,
us
Blood I to drink, I want to suck
Brains I want to eat, the I'll chuck
Bones into a spear, I'll carve and
Hunger for the quest, I'll never
I gore, I'll eat your guts