Bathory Boys They Feed
They feed!
They feed!
They feed!
They feed!
This radiation spills and kills all life for miles
around.
An epidemic spreads a fear of death; we quarantine this
town.
We're all right from the outside.
Those infected that pass away don't stay that way for
long.
Hear the news of invasion overflow and spill from our
radio.
Locked up, safe inside our homes; not knowing, we
wonder
If the dead that rise will forever roam our streets
With a hunger for that human brain they came for.
They feed!
They feed!
They feed!
They feed!
The skin that rots and falls now fouls the ground we
walk upon.
We fear the air, we breathe a germ of unknown origin or
cause.
No bodies, no funerals.
Those infected that pass away don't stay that way for
long.
Hear the news of invasion overflow and spill from our
radios.
Locked up, safe inside our homes; not knowing, we
wonder
If the dead that rise will forever roam our streets
With a hunger for that human brain they came for.