Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Village People Of The Damned, artist - Gorerotted. Album song Only Tools And Corpses, in the genre
Date of issue: 01.09.2008
Record label: Metal Blade Records
Song language: English
Village People Of The Damned |
One injection, one infection |
One injection and the dead are resurrected |
One injection, one infectionm, feasting on the dead |
Now there is nowhere left for me to run |
The armies af the dead come |
Breaking into my place |
Their teeth tearing into my face |
My blood’s now starting to drain |
The changes have started in my brain |
Awakening as one of them now, killing as I only know how |
Staggering, wandering, bludgeoning, murdering, tearing, and feeding on tissue |
and flesh |
My insides and instincts are hungering and thirsting for people with which I can eat and infect |
Smearing and smarming and coating whilst laughing my body and clothes in their |
blood and their bite |
Eating and munching on flesh is disgusting but hunger won’t go so I kill to survive |
One by one the dead arise and stagger around looking for somewhere to feed |
Our numbers grow as people change and start chewing on each other’s meat |
Searching more for victims to gnaw and nibble on to get the strength that we need |
Figthting to taste the few that remain before there’s nothing left to eat |
Infected now there is nowhere else for them to left to run |
Our army has gathered the undead have come |
Breaking into their blocked off boarded up places |
My teeth begin to tear away at their terrified faces |
Warm feelings inside as their blood starts to drain |
Their changes have started soon they’ll rise just the same |
Hunting for food that’s not there like us in vain |
One by one more dead arise, trying to find fresh meat to keep them alive |
To many zombies not enough people left, we’ll have to move on or soon once |
again we’ll all be dead |
Searching more for victims to nibble for strenght, but we search and find no one left awake |
To many zombies not enough people left, we’ll have to move on or soon once |
again we’ll all be dead |
Because one by one more dead arise, trying to find fresh meat to keep them alive |
To many zombies not enough people left, we’ll have to move on or soon once |
again we’ll all be dead |