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