Zombie Attack
A future world of viral annihilation.
In the heat of the night,
With the moon shining bright,
As the shadows start to crawl,
You can see them emerge,
Coming out from their lairs,
The rats who grab the neon by the balls,
Doped to the hilt,
They're out to make their kill,
And you know they'll get their score,
Down among the blood and guts and gore.
Open the gates
To Babylon's wastes
And ride upon her whore,
Feed on her greed,
Take more than you need,
Build her tower higher than before
Then watch it fall,
The writing's on the wall,
It's screaming out your name,
Better run before you go insane.
Break the silence,
An orgy of violence,
Who's blood runs down your drains,
The sewers turn red
And stink of the dead,
As rotting corpses lay there to decay,
They spread disease,
Bring the city to its knees,
A blood borne viral plague,
Fills the city with the living dead.
These demons of death
Will steal your last breath
And lacerate your soul,
They'll tear out your heart
And feast on your blood,
To leave you just like them, if truth be told,
It has begun,
The birth of Kingdom Come,
Where streets are running red,
A war between the living and the dead.
It's wrote in the book,
If you'll just take a look,
That's prophesied the end,
The death of the sun
Is in Revelations,
It's piling up the bodies of the dead,
The sky's turned black,
There is no turning back,
You'll have to face your fate,
There's no more time to run from the grave.
Surrounded by them,
Make your last defense,
From the onslaught of zombie attack,
Slice off their heads,
Killing them dead,
But you don't see the others at your back,
Their grabbing you,
There's no more that you can do,
As they bite into your flesh,
And you become as one with the living dead.
With the moon shining bright,
As the shadows start to crawl,
You can see them emerge,
Coming out from their lairs,
The rats who grab the neon by the balls,
Doped to the hilt,
They're out to make their kill,
And you know they'll get their score,
Down among the blood and guts and gore.
Open the gates
To Babylon's wastes
And ride upon her whore,
Feed on her greed,
Take more than you need,
Build her tower higher than before
Then watch it fall,
The writing's on the wall,
It's screaming out your name,
Better run before you go insane.
Break the silence,
An orgy of violence,
Who's blood runs down your drains,
The sewers turn red
And stink of the dead,
As rotting corpses lay there to decay,
They spread disease,
Bring the city to its knees,
A blood borne viral plague,
Fills the city with the living dead.
These demons of death
Will steal your last breath
And lacerate your soul,
They'll tear out your heart
And feast on your blood,
To leave you just like them, if truth be told,
It has begun,
The birth of Kingdom Come,
Where streets are running red,
A war between the living and the dead.
It's wrote in the book,
If you'll just take a look,
That's prophesied the end,
The death of the sun
Is in Revelations,
It's piling up the bodies of the dead,
The sky's turned black,
There is no turning back,
You'll have to face your fate,
There's no more time to run from the grave.
Surrounded by them,
Make your last defense,
From the onslaught of zombie attack,
Slice off their heads,
Killing them dead,
But you don't see the others at your back,
Their grabbing you,
There's no more that you can do,
As they bite into your flesh,
And you become as one with the living dead.
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