Fear is born with the life of a man ,
A life which should not be ...
No longer one of Death’s slaves ,
The rotten corpse crawls from his grave ...
He’s come to feed himself again !
A thirst for blood , tearing of flesh .
He’ll find bliss in the screams of Agony ,
A man-eating corpse , a zombie .
His undead brothers rise up with him
And they march towards the black horizon .
No real direction , bloodlust leads
Until their victim is in sight .
The lonely man stands in a tensed stance
as lifeless bodies slowly advance ...
A sense of anticipation in their limp
as he knows what is to come .
He begins to scream , but it's cut short
by the feel of teeth biting through his throat .
Blood spills on the pavement as he is slowly devoured .
And when he’s stripped of his flesh , his assailants leave the victim
And close behind , the newborn fear marches with them ...
A life which should not be ...
No longer one of Death’s slaves ,
The rotten corpse crawls from his grave ...
He’s come to feed himself again !
A thirst for blood , tearing of flesh .
He’ll find bliss in the screams of Agony ,
A man-eating corpse , a zombie .
His undead brothers rise up with him
And they march towards the black horizon .
No real direction , bloodlust leads
Until their victim is in sight .
The lonely man stands in a tensed stance
as lifeless bodies slowly advance ...
A sense of anticipation in their limp
as he knows what is to come .
He begins to scream , but it's cut short
by the feel of teeth biting through his throat .
Blood spills on the pavement as he is slowly devoured .
And when he’s stripped of his flesh , his assailants leave the victim
And close behind , the newborn fear marches with them ...