Strange smell suddenly fills the air Decayed hands are rising from the grave Disfiguring face as result of putrefaction Pestilence, Zombies are standing there
Living deads are running everywhere Fresh brains this is the only aim People screams are afraid and scared to death They realize they must recourse to
Zombie Squad
Our task, kill the undeads Aboard our truck heading for nightmare Open fire headshot the only way To stop those creatures to send'em back to hell
Ripping flesh blood and corpses again Humankind has turned to a tragic end People screams are afraid and scared to death They realize they must recourse to
Zombie SquadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
