the zombie song


they're coming...

limping through the human race
not a smile on one face
in every shopping centre, in every town
the lifeless masses stagger around

they're coming...

where do they come from, where do they go?
so many bodies lacking a soul
they're taking over, they're taking control
we cannot rest till we've destroyed them all

they're coming...

zombie hordes clawing at my door
they've tasted blood and now they're wanting more
organise before they rise
bring your guns but don't forget your knives

they're here.

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