Sun goes down dark falls on the town.
People hide from those who have died.
For they know zombies are about to grow.
Hunting you oh that's what they do.
Moan and shout their graves they burst out!
Here they come.
Oh, here they come.
All the Zombies are here.
Feeding off of our fear.
Bloody Terrors in the streets.
Seeking out your brains to eat.
Moving slow left right left they go.
Creeping on till the mornings dawn.
Stop them I and my crew will try.
All geared up lets blow these suckers up!
No mercy death be unto thee.
(bridge then chorus)
Metal chains guns n knives save brains.
Not afraid when zombies invade.
Bring them down back under the ground.
All is well zombies back in hell.
Victory zombies can't eat me!
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