Twiztid Zombie Lyrics

Twiztid - Zombie

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Serveral Religious groups believe that once Hell reaches its maximum capacity,
The banished souls are forced to return to thier rotten bodies here on Earth.
They say these also empty souls actually crawl from their graves and join us again among the living.
Many actually believe this has already begun to happen.

(Madrox)
The most unthinkable outcome is comming to exsistance,
Srtaight up on some Horror-Science fiction.
Here i sit, with a hammer in my hand
same hammer that I used on the proch to kill a man.
Well he looked like a man, but his face was half gone.
And his eyes were all red and he was crawlin on the lawn.
Tryed to reach for me and bite me,
so i poped him in his dome
with a hammer in his forehead, and watched his head explode.
Sheer terror i was spatter with blood and went into shock
'till i notcied 50 more of them commin around the block.
Back inside, boarded up the doors
They're outside bangin lik ethey know im the main course
Reinforced the windows they commin through in 2s
14 in the room and im panicin
like what the f___ can i do?
Over Powered and outnumbered knowin that ima die,
'till i stumble to the floor thinkin, "How will i survive?"

(chorus)
When they're all around you
now your under they surround you
how impossible they found you
now they're RIPPIN EATIN, TEARIN YOU APART!
Now your cold and bleeding,
They surround you they're still feeding,
You can feel your heart still beating,
RIPPED OPEN, SAYIN "HOW WILL I SURVIVE?"

(Manoxide)
Im tryin to run through the branches and think woods
But They Kept on commin circlin me like wolves.
I kept on runnin tryina' hide form the light,
and hope they couldnt see me confinded in the night.
I hope that Shady was right,
cuz when he blessed me,
he made me a solid promise that zombies will never get me
I hit the canvus like a starving artist
tripped over some branches,
and my head hit hardest.
I gotta get the f___ up outta here reguardless,
or im just another corpse they gonna leave here harmless.
and i can feel they're finger nails diggin my carcus
pullin my left arm completely out of its socket.
I feel the blood pour and pool in my pocket.
They roll me like fire and nothing can stop it.
I feel a hand reach deep in my chest,
pulling out my insides and eatin of whats left.

(Madrox)
Never dead and roamin the country side.
Ribs showin, spredin sickness like alive when i hunger
its the truth
I killed a man inside a phone booth
ripped his arms off and slurped his blood like its tomato soup.
Teeth crunched through the crust of the cranium
hear 'em kickin screamin hes gettin weak
all the bleedin hes doin strainin 'em
its startin to ease the pain
startin to make it go away
the only option for survival is becoming a zombie