Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Undead Will Feast , by - Cannibal Corpse. Song from the album Eaten Back To Life, in the genre Release date: 25.08.2008
Record label: Metal Blade Records
Song language: English
The Undead Will Feast |
| Undead feast, as they tear upon your weak flesh |
| Terror builds, at the thought of being dead |
| Prophecy of the wise men of old |
| Now comes true, as the corpses break the soil |
| Ancient spell breaks the sleep of the dead |
| The dead awake, what the populace is fearing |
| Panic strikes as the nations run in fear |
| Oceans boil with blood of human victims |
| Suicide, the only way to avoid being eaten by the undead |
| Grave yards coming alive with zombies, hungry for living flesh |
| Psychotic, trans-mutated corpses, upsurging the population |
| Sickening disaster of epidemic proportions, devouring us |
| Tables turn as a victim I’ve become now |
| State of death only waiting to return |
| Vital signs that show I’m dead |
| This can’t happen, I’m rising from my own grave |
| Hunger grows not nutritional but instinctual |
| Flesh becomes my only crave of this live |
| Unthinking state, a state of metamorphosis |
| Seeking food to keep me dead |
| Degenerate, a product of man’s frustration for his terror |
| Insatiable hunger for mankind, building with each kill |
| Seeking human victims to meet my fill |
| Cannibal I’ve become, what’s happened to my brain |
| Feast on the corpse, suck out his brain |
| As its fluids drip down the drain |
| Chew on the bones, drink from its bladder |
| The vile stench only makes me madder |
| In through the mouth, out the forehead |
| Brains fall out, skin turns red |
| Violent surge, a spear through the skull |
| Felt the urge, now my heart’s full |
| I crave gore, I’ll eat your guts |
| I love gore, blood drives me nuts |
| I drink blood, I don’t like water |
| Intestines my cud, I feast in the slaughter |
| Twist its neck, make it crack |
| Suicide, the only way to avoid being eaten by the undead |
| Grave yards coming alive with zombies, hungry for living flesh |
| Psychotic, trans-mutated corpses, upsurging the population |
| Sickening disaster of epidemic proportions, devouring us |
| Blood I want to drink, I want to suck |
| Brains I want to eat, the rest I’ll chuck |
| Bones into a spear, I’ll carve and kill |
| Hunger for the quest, I’ll never fill |
| I crave gore, I’ll eat your guts |