Avulsed Cult Of The Living Dead
This is nothing new, adoration of idols
Millenary habits, as old as humans
Powerful beings, almighty forces
Legends and myths, even gods and stars
But poor Christians, decided to believe
A lousy human, a crazy liar
Not powerful, not almighty
Not a legend or myth, just a poor mortal
Cult of the living dead
Cult of the living dead
Cult of the living dead
Cult of the living dead
He's not dead, he's a f..cking zombie!
He's not dead, he's a f..cking zombie!
Worshipping a corpse, a f..cking walking dead
Rotting and stinky, a soulless entity
Spreading lies in life, bullshit utopias
Something proven wrong, two thousand years later
Taking advantage of poor weak ignorant
Without any hope, leeching their minds
Offering paradise, after they're dead
Then they'll meet, their beloved holy zombie
Cult of the living dead
Cult of the living dead
Cult of the living dead
Cult of the living dead
He's not dead, he's a f..cking zombie!
He's not dead, he's a f..cking zombie!
