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Buried unalive beneath the earth

Zombie god knows how long we’ve been interred

The hunger for brains has never ceased

We lie and we wait for our time to feed

[Guitar Solo]

Something draws near, we’ll soon be released

The dirt starts to stir, rotted limbs break free

Machines grind through, boring into our tombs

We smell brains inside and we must consume

Freed from the dirt

To feast upon flesh again

By the best brain on earth

That’s the one we want to eat

[Guitar Solo]

[Violin Solo]

[Guitar Solo]

Freed from the dirt

To feast upon flesh again

By the best brain on earth

That’s the one we want to eat

Freed from the dirt

To feast upon flesh again

By the best brain on earth

That’s the one we want to eat

Aaaagggghhhh

Brraaaaaiiiinnns!

Brains!

Freed from the dirt

To feast upon flesh again

By the best brain on earth

That’s the one we want to eat

Freed from the dirt

To feast upon flesh again

By the best brain on earth

That’s the one we want to eat