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Undead feast, as they tear upon your weak
builds, as the thought of being 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, the populace is fearing
strikes as the nations run in fear
Oceans with blood of human victims
Suicide, the way to avoid being eaten by
the
Grave yards coming with zombies, hungry
for living
Psychotic, corpses, upsuring the

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

Feast on the corpse, suck out his
As its fluids drip down the
Chew on the bones, drink its bladder
The stench only makes me madder
In the mouth, out the forehead
Brains fall out, skin red
Violent surge, a through the skull
the urge, now my heart's full
I gore, I'll eat your guts
I love gore, drives me nuts
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 coming alive with zombies, hungry
for living
Psychotic, corpses, upsuring the

Sickening of epidemic proportions,
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 gore, I'll eat your guts