Maggots eating rotten flesh

Chomping through a fucking mess

Eyes white and glazed

Bodies rise from their graves

Skin falling to the ground

In a decomposing mound

Their organs building up with pus

They're decaying in front of us

Zombies from the grave

Be the eternal slave

Zombies from the grave

Death is what they crave



As the dead still rise

Satiscation of human demise

They want to take the world

And turn it into our hell

Their power is a plague

Killing for their domain

Our death is what awaits

Our life goes on, but insane



Death shall rise

For our demise

Rotting stench

Our punishment



Now the time has come

To see what the dead's become

Demons from our past

Making our cities tombs

Quickly their plague has spread

Leaving everybody dead,br> The living hide away

While the dead leave decay



Death shall rise

For our demise

Rotting stench

Our punishment



Zombies from the grave

Be the eternal slave

Zombies from the grave

Death is what they crave