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Drooling, living corpses everywhere

crawling, walking bodies from the graves

nowhere to run finding a safe place

it's time to grab anything you can

Run till you can

don't make a plan

madness began

chased by the dead

Broken glasses, hungry hands I see

trying to take any living thing

I won't come out from this fucking trap

I'll cut those arms with a butcher's axe

Run till you can

don't make a plan

madness began

chased by the dead

I can see my own guts

eaten by this rotten bastards

This is it, I can't shout

I'll become another living carcass!!

Eaten by the dead...(x3)