RESURRECTED, I WILL FEAST ON YOU You can try to run and hide Feeble attempts not to die The smell of your living flesh Fuels my hunger, There's no other Thought that runs through my mind All feeling has been left behind Body begins to decay Rigor mortis will not stop this I, need to feed You, need to bleed Pain, will subdue As I sink my teeth into you Walking corpses chew on children Screams and moans deafen all sounds The smell of decayed bodies fills the air As the dead rise from the ground The Dead, Rise Up, They're Go, ing To Consume You Escape is futile, out-numbered 1000 to 1 Your only chance is to fight back Smash the brains of everyone Escape is futile, your enemy feels no pain Your only chance is to fight back Napalm incineration CHAOS is everywhere, streets lined with bodies, gutters filled with blood THE BATTLE will ensure, no victor shall remain THE BEST once could hope for, is merely to survive They're clawing The skin ripped from their finger-tips Straight bone provides a better grip They're tarring The meat off of my ligaments The taste of me, gives them bliss They're rising, from the earth They're rising, TO FEAST ON THE FLESH OF THE LIVING THEY RISE TO FEAST ON FLESH OF THE LIVINGTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
