| Your heart is pacing faster, scared you await the attack
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| Your soul is growing colder, staring right in to the black
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| Watching your every shadow, walking the city of tombs
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| Surviving the night in this never wrecking fight
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| Awaiting your hour of doom with fear and dread
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| The horrors in your head
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| Infected by blood of the undead
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| Soon you will be one of the dead
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| Infected the blood of the undead
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| Soon you will become what you dread
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| As you live where the dead have start walking
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| Their eyes glowing bright in the night
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| Falling apart from the fear in your heart
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| Facing your ultimate fright
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| This outgoing fight with the perished
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| Endlessly killing the dead
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| No life to save, they came back from the grave
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| Bringing forth the horrors in your head
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| Dismembered by the unborn
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| Your body is ripped and torn
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| You scream as you die, where is the light
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| Blood of the undead
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| Infection starts to spread
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| New hunger, Dead life
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| New urge to kill, kill, KILL
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| Infected by blood of the undead
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| Soon you will be one of the dead
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| Infected the blood of the undead
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| Soon you will become what you dread |