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Slashing and slamming, choke'em with their guts

Insane killing madness, psycho undead fucks

Hyperspeed zombies, out to chew on limbs

Rotting mental cases, graveyard party pimps

Slow and boring zombies, are something of the past

Our boots are made for running, we catch up very fast

We just want to eat your little fingers and your toes

And the "icing on the cake" the boogers from your nose

Do Jah want this freaky shit, do Jah want some more

Then come on pay attention kids, we put the G in gore

All we do is have some fun, while ripping off your face

We are in da mood, to destroy the human race

Nothing ever stops us, we can't get enough

All this evil splatter shit, da freaky horror stuff

So all you fucks stop whining, and let us do our job

You can't do shit about it, we are the slasher mob

If we choose to eat your scrotum, with a glass of piss

It's your own fucking business, and that's the way it is

did you like this freaky shit, and do you hope to hear some more

Then be there next episode, when we put more G in gore