A zombie is a back from the dead motherf**ker
A soulless crippled and meat-eater folk craving for your fresh brain
Your finger's on the trigger

My friend
Face to face
He mess you bad if you hesitate


Boom
Brain everywhere

It's politically correct to shoot a zombie in the face

Moooom

Make it explode
Relieve your working routine stress to the bloody bone


They used to be human
That's why we like them so much
We can go cannibal with no sense of shame


We are no savage
We no pay

To see gladiators kill

We are more human than that

We are different
We shoot zombies in the face


Zombies are slow, predictable, old-fashioned
We ain't scared or surprised watching them in action
A creative dead end!

Why are they still a trend?

They're your ex-neighbour

They're that f**king pretencious bi**h
And your stupid bully boss


They preserve your traits
Semi-human so we can hate them as much as you can


They are all
That we are afraid to be
Anti-human

Anti-human

We are justified

We have permission
We are licensed cannibals


By killing them we declare
We are different
We are better

I fear
I hate
I need

My green neighbor

The more brutal you go

The more relieved you'll be
It's tolerated to go ape on them
They are filthy former human beings


We are no monsters
We no pay

To see gladiators kill
We are more human than that
We are different

We shoot zombies in the face

We go cannibal