Dried bodies out of the graves
The stink spreads in the air
Undead seek brains
We also need to eat, it's fair
We are the living dead
We came to reign
We rule the world
And end his fame
It's time to hunt
Some fresh humans
Do not hide
We will find you
We are the living dead
We came to reign
We rule the world
And end his fame
Don't cry for your god
Because he fears us
Soon we will conquer the world
You humans will not be fouls
We are the living dead
We came to reign
We rule the world
And end his fame
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