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

Sickening of epidemic proportions,
us
Tables turn as a victim I've now
State of only waiting to return
signs that show I'm dead
This happen, I'm rising from my own grave
Hunger not nutritional but instinctual
Flesh becomes my only crave of live
Unthinking state, a of metamorphosis
Seeking food to keep me
Degenerate, a of man's frustration for
his
Insatiable for mankind, building with
each
Seeking human to meet my fill
Cannibal I've become, happened to my

Feast on the corpse, out his brain
As its fluids drip the drain
Chew on the bones, drink from its
The vile stench makes me madder
In through the mouth, out the
Brains out, skin turns red
Violent surge, a through the skull
Felt the urge, now my heart's
I crave gore, eat your guts
I gore, blood drives me nuts
I blood, I don't like water
my cud, I feast in the slaughter
Twist its neck, make it
Suicide, the only way to avoid being by
the
Grave yards coming alive with zombies,
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
into a spear, I'll carve and kill
Hunger for the quest, I'll fill
I gore, I'll eat your guts