Maggots eating rotten flesh  Chomping through a fucking mess  Eyes white and glazed  Bodies rise from their graves  Skin falling to the ground  In a decomposing mound  Their organs building up with pus  They're decaying in front of us   Zombies from the grave  Be the eternal slave  Zombies from the grave  Death is what they crave     As the dead still rise  Satiscation of human demise  They want to take the world  And turn it into our hell  Their power is a plague  Killing for their domain  Our death is what awaits  Our life goes on, but insane     Death shall rise  For our demise  Rotting stench  Our punishment     Now the time has come  To see what the dead's become  Demons from our past  Making our cities tombs  Quickly their plague has spread  Leaving everybody dead,br> The living hide away  While the dead leave decay     Death shall rise  For our demise  Rotting stench  Our punishment     Zombies from the grave  Be the eternal slave  Zombies from the grave  Death is what they crave