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Undead feast, as they tear upon your flesh
Terror builds, as the of being dead
of the wise men of old
Now comes true, as the break the soil
Ancient spell breaks the of the dead
The dead awake, what the populace is
Panic strikes as the nations run in
boil with blood of human victims
Suicide, the only way to avoid being by
the
Grave yards coming with zombies, hungry
for flesh
Psychotic, corpses, upsuring the

Sickening disaster of proportions,
us
Tables turn as a victim I've now
State of only waiting to return
Vital signs show I'm dead
This can't happen, I'm from my own grave
Hunger grows not nutritional but
becomes my only crave of this live
Unthinking state, a state of
Seeking food to me dead
Degenerate, a product of frustration for
his
Insatiable for mankind, building with
kill
Seeking victims to meet my fill
Cannibal I've become, happened to my

Feast on the corpse, out his brain
As its fluids drip the drain
on the bones, drink from its bladder
The vile stench makes me madder
In the mouth, out the forehead
Brains fall out, skin red
Violent surge, a spear through the
Felt the urge, now my full
I crave gore, I'll eat your
I love gore, blood drives me
I drink blood, I don't like
Intestines my cud, I in the slaughter
its neck, make it crack
Suicide, the only way to avoid being by
the
Grave yards coming with zombies, hungry
for living
Psychotic, transmuted corpses, the

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