Putrid foul zombies make their ghastly approach
A dreadful horrid feeling sets in
Scrambling for weapons, an attempt to defend
Against a gruesome horde of undead
Shower them with fire, make them burn in the flames
Somehow they continue to march
Ravenous savages they'll tear you apart
They'll eat your fuckin' guts and your brains (BRAINZZZZZ!)
How do you kill what is not alive?
Break them down to stop their descent
Smash the bastards into the ground
And when they're down, ....
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