LYRICS

The Fog

(Zombie Chorus Moans)
Crawling through the darkness
I creep in like the fog
In the air the stench of death
Permeates the night
From the grave I’ve been exhumed
To eat your flesh and drink your blood
You will be consumed
(Zombie Chorus Growls)

Can you hear us coming?
Lurking in the night
We roam the streets in darkness
We feed on human life
You cannot escape us
We’ve got you in our grasp
Tear you limb from limb
This scream will be your last
(Zombie Chorus Moans)

Desiccate

In the blackness you claw
Fingernails start to break
No real thought in your mind
Only will to escape
You want the taste of the flesh
You want the copper of blood
Clawing up through the ground
Bearing up through the mud

Tonight we rise from the grave
Tonight you rise from the grave

Into the nighttime air
You drag your body free
From the shallow unmarked grave
At the foot of the tree
To feed your emptiness is the only
Thing that’s true
They should have done a better job
Of burying you

Tonight we rise from the grave
Tonight we rise from the grave

Now you’re stalking the night
Trails of blood in your wake
You will have your fill
You will make no mistake

Tonight we rise from the grave

 

March of the Dead

The living dead are feasting
Chewing on your bones
Zombified remain arise
Claiming victims of their own

Humantiy is consumed
Death is everywhere
The smell of blood
lingers on in the air

The soil is soaked in red
From carnage comes rebirth
The armies of the the dead
March across the earth

Bloody carcassses left to rot
Skeletons on the the ground
Victims of the undead
Carnage all around

Men, women, and children
Tear each other apart
Joining with the dead
Infected followers
Begin to march

Hordes of the living dead
Are feasting on the corpses
Horrifying death
Vicitms are left a mangled mess

Your flesh and sinew is stripped
From your bones
Terrified you scream
While putrid zombies moan

Now you long for flesh and blood
Your mind an empty hole
Your eyes will fill with cataracts
Hunger without a soul

The living dead are marching
You cower from their wrath
Your zombified remains arise
Now as one of them

Zombie Death Stench and Web site© 2005 Jason Rossetti and Jamie Jenness hosted by Sinewavemusic