Debauchery

Zombies will stalk the land
Battle is waiting, we want to see death
Skulls crushed with the hammer
People slaughtered, killed butchered
Screaming children crying, dying
Halfcrushed faces of the dead
Rotten legions of living corpses
Carcass, corpse, rotten bitches
Butchered zombies
We are the living
Dead
The day will come
When the dead walk
Outnumbering the living