The plague has spread
Faster than ever imagined
Numbers of dead are
Exponentially growing
Carne Blood y Gore
on a pressurized world
you wont pray...
The taste for flesh is all-consuming
Nothing can stand in their way
Survivors dwindling
They are devoured alive
Torn limb /from limb
Upon them the dead shall dine
Carne Blood y Gore
on a pressurized world
you wont pray...
Blood and gore are what they’re craving
Hoards are devouring their prey
Reek of death and gore
Permeates everything
Hoards getting closer
Cornering the living
Every rotting corpse
Gets a shot to the head
Ammo’s running scarce
Soon all will be left for dead
Infection still spreading
There’s no cure to be found
Barely surviving
They will be bitten, each last one
No hope of living
All will join the ranks of the damned
Though they pray they know there's
No salvation
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