Crawling through a ditch in the woods, two arms
gone and a blood lusting thirst hits harder than a
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/A3Q ]gang rape in prison. I'm turning into a zombie.
Throwing up mucus and pus in your face before I
eat you like a buffet of fried chicken on Black
church Sunday. Zombie. Lars. Pass me the brains.