The Deepest Tomb

Fumes of the hidden, rotten corpses In unmarked graves Swollen by putrefaction, devoured by maggots Buried rancid remains By nature, disemboweled Eaten by vermin Flesh to be consumed Gnawn to the bone Follow the blood trail Human flesh consumed Follow the blood trail To the deepest tomb Desecrated by human hands Scarred and deformed Left in piles of festering pus, septic meat The foul scent of zombie flesh, decomposing Assumed dead and deceased The flesh comes alive The odour marks the way Where the rotten starts to crawl Soiled and ruptured, broken bones Scattered beaten chumps Zombies arise, beneath the soil To collect for the flesh buffet By nature, disemboweled Eaten by vermin Flesh to be consumed Gnawn to the bone Follow the blood trail Human flesh consumed Follow the blood trail To the deepest tomb