| Dark clouds upon the sky
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| Thousand souls are asking why
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| Tumbling around and screaming for vengeance
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| Endless dead life is their sentence
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| Crawling around sinful lust for flesh
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| With blood on their hands they start afresh
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| Heads exploding skulls fly high
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| Try to escape if you don’t wanna die
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| Shoot shoot killing’s for free
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| Die die how sweet they be
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| Blood spewing from their eyes
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| As you hear their evil cries
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| At night the living dead
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| Rise from their graves
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| They spit on your fate
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| Their only will is hate
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| At night the living dead
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| Spreading their fear
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| Don’t turn around and feel their breath
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| Your end is near
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| Fear of the living dead
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| Twisted and tortured the last command
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| Lost and ruined in this wide bleak land
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| Vengeful corpses try to survive
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| Their last destination is the next genocide
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| Pale and nasty they emerge out of the twilight
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| We shoulder our weapons and start to fight
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| We shoot our bullets into their heads
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| We killed them all the ground is blood red
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| Shoot shoot killing’s for free
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| Die die how sweet they be
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| Blood spewing from their eyes
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| As you hear their evil cries
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| At night the living dead
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| Rise from their graves
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| They spit on your fate
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| Their only will is hate
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| At night the living dead
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| Spreading their fear
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| Don’t turn around and feel their breath
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| Your end is near
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| Fear of the living dead
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| Fear of the living dead
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| At night the living dead
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| Rise from their graves
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| They spit on your fate
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| Their only will is hate
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| At night the living dead
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| Spreading their fear
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| Don’t turn around and feel their breath
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| Your end is near
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| Fear of the living dead
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| Fear of the living dead
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| Fear of the living dead |