| Several Religious groups believe that once Hell reaches its maximum capacity,
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| The banished souls of the dead will be forced to return to their rotten bodies
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| here on Earth.
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| They say these also empty souls actually crawl from their graves and join us
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| again among the living.
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| Many actually believe this has already begun to happen.
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| (Madrox)
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| The most unthinkable outcome is coming to existance,
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| Straight up out some Horror-Science fiction.
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| Here i sit, with a hammer in my hand
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| same hammer that I used on the porch to kill a man.
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| Well he looked like a man, but his face was half gone.
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| And his eyes were all red and he was crawlin on the lawn.
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| Tried to reach for me and bite me,
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| so I popped him in his dome
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| with a hammer in his forehead, and watched his head explode.
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| Sheer terror I was spattered with blood and went into shock
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| 'till i noticed 50 more of them comin' around the block.
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| Back inside, boarded up the doors
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| They’re outside bangin like they know I’m the main course
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| Reinforced the windows they comin' through in 2s
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| 14 in the room and I’m panicking
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| like what the fuck can i do?
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| Over Powered and outnumbered knowin that I’ma die,
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| 'till i stumble to the floor thinkin, «How will i survive?»
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| (chorus)
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| When they’re all around you
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| now your under they surround you
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| how impossible they found you
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| now they’re RIPPIN EATIN, TEARIN YOU APART!
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| Now your cold and bleeding,
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| They surround you they’re still feeding,
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| You can feel your heart still beating,
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| RIPPED OPEN, SAYIN «HOW WILL I SURVIVE?»
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| (Manoxide)
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| Im tryin to run through the branches and think woods
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| But They Kept on commin encirclin me like wolves.
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| I kept on runnin tryina' hide form the light,
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| and hope they couldn’t see me confined in the night.
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| I hope that Jamie was right,
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| Cause when he blessed me,
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| he made me a solid promise that zombies will never get me
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| I hit the canvas like a starving artist
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| tripped over some branches,
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| and my head hit hardest.
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| I gotta get the fuck up outta here regardless,
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| or im just another corpse they gonna leave here harmless.
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| and i can feel they’re finger nails diggin my carcass
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| pullin my left arm completely out of its socket.
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| I feel the blood pour and pool in my pocket.
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| They’re on me like fire and nothing can stop it.
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| I feel a hand reach deep in my chest,
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| pulling out my insides and eatin on whats left.
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| (chorus)
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| When they’re all around you
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| now your under they surround you
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| how impossible they found you
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| now they’re RIPPIN EATIN, TEARIN YOU APART!
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| Now your cold and bleeding,
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| They surround you they’re still feeding,
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| You can feel your heart still beating,
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| RIPPED OPEN, SAYIN «HOW WILL I SURVIVE?»
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| (Madrox)
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| Left for dead and roamin the country side.
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| Ribs showin, spreadin sickness like a lie when the hunger
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| is the truth
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| I killed a man inside a phone booth
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| ripped his arms off slurped his blood like its tomato soup.
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| Teeth crunched through the crust of the cranium
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| hear 'em kickin scream hes gettin weak
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| all the bleedin hes doin strainin 'em
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| its startin to ease the pain
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| startin to make it go away
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| the only option for survival was becoming a zombie
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| (chorus)
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| When they’re all around you
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| now your under they surround you
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| how impossible they found you
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| now they’re RIPPIN EATIN, TEARIN YOU APART!
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| Now your cold and bleeding,
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| They surround you they’re still feeding,
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| You can feel your heart still beating,
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| RIPPED OPEN, SAYIN «HOW WILL I SURVIVE?»
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| There was an alien attack
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| People fled in terror
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| Everybody was in a panic |