The Epidemic of Unexpected Relapses

OH YEAH!!!
The blighting masses
Of creature lusting for the taste of flesh seep slowly
In your chamber of rotting limbs
Die quickly
Fiendish cannibals deceased live again
This is acts of ones who had possessed
Normal lives
May these bullets end our lives
Before rising from these wounds
Our veins collapse under grey skin
Rebuke us and aim for our fucking heads
Twitching bastard torsos crawl up
Your legs the contorted dead parade
Organs on the street the scene of is grim
A feast bathed in red damned and diseased
The bite has numbled my eyes roll to white I
Desire nothing but blood and bowels the layers
Step through hand ripped disemboweled
Butchered bodies
This empire belongs to the fucking dead
Palaces build from gore YEAH
This empire belongs to the fucking dead
Palaces build from gore OH
This empire belongs to the fucking dead
Palaces build from gore YEAH
This empire belongs to the fucking dead
Palaces build from gore OH