Maggots eating rotten flesh
Chomping through a f**ing 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
d**h 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
k**ing for their domain
Our d**h is what awaits
Our life goes on, but insane
d**h 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
d**h shall rise
For our demise
Rotting stench
Our punishment
Zombies from the grave
Be the eternal slave
Zombies from the grave
d**h is what they crave