One injection, one infection
One injection and the dead are resurrected
One injection, one infectionm, feasting on the dead


Now there is nowhere left for me to run
The armies af the dead come

Breaking into my place
Their teeth tearing into my face


My blood's now starting to drain
The changes have started in my brain
Awakening as one of them now, killing as I only know how


Staggering, wandering, bludgeoning, murdering, tearing, and feeding on tissue
and flesh

My insides and instincts are hungering and thirsting for people with which I can
eat and infect
Smearing and smarming and coating whilst laughing my body and clothes in their

blood and their bite
Eating and munching on flesh is disgusting but hunger won't go so I kill to
survive


One by one the dead arise and stagger around looking for somewhere to feed
Our numbers grow as people change and start chewing on each other's meat

Searching more for victims to gnaw and nibble on to get the strength that we
need
Figthting to taste the few that remain before there's nothing left to eat


Infected now there is nowhere else for them to left to run
Our army has gathered the undead have come

Breaking into their blocked off boarded up places
My teeth begin to tear away at their terrified faces
Warm feelings inside as their blood starts to drain

Their changes have started soon they'll rise just the same
Hunting for food that's not there like us in vain


One by one more dead arise, trying to find fresh meat to keep them alive
To many zombies not enough people left, we'll have to move on or soon once again
we'll all be dead

Searching more for victims to nibble for strenght, but we search and find no one
left awake
To many zombies not enough people left, we'll have to move on or soon once again

we'll all be dead
Because one by one more dead arise, trying to find fresh meat to keep them alive
To many zombies not enough people left, we'll have to move on or soon once again

we'll all be dead