| Dead bodies now walk the earth
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| Why did the angels lie to me?
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| This must be something brutal
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| Deranged and mangled bodies
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| Awoke through gruesome carnage
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| The challenge of the undead
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| A scythe carve your throat, blood is spraying
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| Your feet hacked by an axe
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| Your open eyes are injected by rotten fingers
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| Hooks tear the skin, soon maggots dine
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| This must be something brutal
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| Deranged and mangled bodies
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| Awoke through gruesome carnage
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| The challenge of the undead
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| Head is severed, torn from your neck
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| Dismembered limbs, bones are left to rot
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| Hordes of living dead, peeling off your skin
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| This is the unbecoming
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| Hear the desperate screams of mothers watching their dying sons
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| Bones are broken, guts are torn out
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| God is now gone to another one |