[Music and Lyrics : Mortifico]
...My foot were caught by a fleshless hand
Hundreds of cadavers began to rise...
From
their tomb, infested by their stench
I was the prey of those living shells
Bloodthirsty, in lack of flesh...
I was caught, I was
to die!
Mutilated I become, a skinned carcass
No sooner they devoured me
I join their post-mortal army
Ready to eat the
human meat without mercy
The first victims arrived
We rushed at their body
Those children were dislocated
We ripped apart
their skin
Their entrails turned to mushy
We tasted slowly their brains
In spite of their innocence, In pieces they
finished...