Living dead rise from their grave,
Human flesh is what they crave,
Missing limbs and rotting skin,
Look at the trouble that your in,
They grab you and you're scared to breathe,
Next you feel their strengthened teeth,
That is when you loose all sense,
Because the pain you feel is so immense,
You awaken and it's like a flood,
The craving you have for flesh and blood,
You are living and you are dead,
You're a zombie this is the end.