Destroyed in an execution
I came back to life, like a parasite
Undo in a battle field
The left army is coming
I smell blood flesh
In a corpse mutation
Battalion of death in line
Their viscera aren’t enough
I need to feed myself
I smell blood flesh
In putrifying slowly, my body
smell badly
The next food is coming in a
front line
I can hear your arteries
throbbing
They try to kills, but it is
impossible
Army of bizarre corpse
In carnage of destroyed dead
Ambulant corpse, looking for flesh
Human carnage it inst the escape