Uk Subs Living Dead
Stop crying on my shoulder
I told you I don’t feel
My flesh to touch is cold
Your mind is mine to steal
We take what we want
No soul nor heart to heed
No religion nor future
Just hungry mouths to feed
We are the dead
The living dead
On your flesh we are fed
The living dead
Don’t struggle in vain
Or put on your agony
Give up flesh and spirit
Let the undead set you free
Take what you want
And plunder humanity
No religion nor future
Just hungry mouths to feed
We are the dead
The living dead
On your flesh we are fed
The living dead
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