A single sunflower is all he could afford Who knew a simple garden Could deter an undead hoard You'll reap the benefit While they photosynthesize They hunger for the organ Setting right behind your eyes As the decomposing hoard Draws closer to your door The foul stench of the undead spewing bile From their pores Enough to make you heave They long to watch you bleed the switch was hit their feeble minds Only tell them to feed These plants will not suffice Your brains set in their sights All you can do is watch and Pray you'll make it through the night This is your last resort The fiends will be no more These vicious bombs you wield Will send them to the morgue
What once was dead now thrives again
He deploys armies From his cold dead armored hands The zomboss lays your plans to waste He Consumes countless souls And smashes scouts within his hands Interested in intellects taste
With the cruelest of intentions The dead were resurrected Miles of mindless minions march To munch upon your marrow Inclined to make you one of the infectedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
