Upon this
threshold of disaster
The birth
of the eleventh plague
The fires
that burn at night
I begin to
doubt the smell of burning flesh will ever fade away
The touch
of death is all around us
A thousand
corpses block our way
A man-made
germ makes almost everyone commit suicide
Just to
rise and eat their dead
Night of
the Living Dead
We're
hunting humans, whoah oh oh oh
We're
hunting humans, whoah oh oh oh
We're
hunting humans, whoah oooh
We're
hunting humans
It's
killing time every day
I can't
control this eerie feeling
An evil
screaming in my head
I don't
think I'll last the night, there is no cure for this genocide
Or
resurrection of the dead
Night of
the Living Dead
We're
hunting humans, whoah oh oh oh
We're
hunting humans, whoah oh oh oh
We're
hunting humans, whoah oooh
We're
hunting humans
It's
killing time everyday
It's
killing time everyday
It's
killing time everyday
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