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Undead feast, as they tear upon your weak
Terror builds, as the thought of dead
Prophecy of the men of old
Now comes true, as the break the soil
Ancient breaks the sleep of the dead
The dead awake, what the is fearing
Panic strikes as the run in fear
Oceans boil with of human victims
Suicide, the only way to avoid eaten by
the
Grave coming alive with zombies, hungry
for flesh
Psychotic, corpses, upsuring the

Sickening disaster of proportions,
us
Tables turn as a victim I've now
State of death only waiting to
Vital signs that I'm dead
This can't happen, I'm from my own grave
grows not nutritional but instinctual
Flesh becomes my only crave of this
Unthinking state, a state of
food to keep me dead
Degenerate, a product of frustration for
his
hunger for mankind, building with
each
Seeking victims to meet my fill
Cannibal become, what's happened to my

Feast on the corpse, out his brain
As its drip down the drain
Chew on the bones, drink from its
The vile stench only me madder
In the mouth, out the forehead
Brains fall out, turns 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 drink blood, I like water
Intestines my cud, I feast in the
Twist its neck, make it
Suicide, the only way to avoid eaten by
the
Grave yards coming alive with zombies,
for living
Psychotic, transmuted corpses, the

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