[Music by: Lesniak, Stewart] Beneath the earth, the dead awaken, no room in Hell, you are forsaken House by the cemetery, deep within the mortuary, panic stricken humans flee An act of pure futility Thoughtless yet focused, disciplined and with purpose A single minded undead army They cannot be reasoned with, they cannot be bargained with These blood-lusting cannibalistic cadavers Their abnormal condition threatens us with extinction You die and you become one of them Addicted to splatter, only living flesh matters Because only fresh blood can take the pain away Closing in and moving fast, surrounded now we are the last, no longer do we dominate Extermination is our fate, there is no escaping, they can smell our blood Beneath the earth, the dead awaken, no room in Hell, you are forsaken House by the cemetery, deep within the mortuary, panic stricken humans flee An act of pure futility Thoughtless yet focused, disciplined and with purpose A single minded undead army They cannot be reasoned with, they cannot be bargained with These blood-lusting cannibalistic cadavers Their abnormal condition threatens us with extinction You die and you become one of them Addicted to splatter, only living flesh matters Because only fresh blood can take the pain away Locked away inside a boarded up house, with windows tightly nailed shut The tension sets in, you hear them moaning... scratching... beating... screaming! The sound beyond the walls makes you go insane The only word they speak sounds like brains... feeding... eating... devour... you Bite the flesh to exhilarate the dead, open skull to reveal the grey matter Rotting remains of the lifeless carca**es, in the name of d**h watch as they splatter Festering maggots and gore galore, blood showers through the air and guts spray the floor And all that's left for them now is a hunt just the same They can smell our blood, they can smell our brains Beneath the earth, the dead awaken, no room in Hell, you are forsaken House by the cemetery, deep within the mortuary, panic stricken humans flee An act of pure futility Thoughtless yet focused, disciplined and with purpose A single minded undead army They cannot be reasoned with, they cannot be bargained with These blood-lusting cannibalistic cadavers Their abnormal condition threatens us with extinction You die and you become one of them Addicted to splatter, only living flesh matters Because only fresh blood can take the pain away