The Hordes - Send More Paramedics

Resurrect

Advancing through the gloom

Reanimate

Putrescence given living form

Malevolent

A hideous malignity

Assails your sight

And chills your soul

Mass-exhumation of a field of dead remains

A horde of revenants is baying to devour your brains

When there’s no more room in hell

The dead will walk the earth

Skeletal

Erupting from the ground

Dead voices raised

In symphony of evil sound

Demise of soul

A ruinous cacophony

To fill your mind

With mortal dread

Reanimation of the recently deceased

Dead hands find coffin lids and hammer wildly for their release

Here come the hordes

They’re on the march again

Bringing black terror to the world of men

Post-mortal multitude that flocks to human flesh

Here come the hordes

Here come the hordes

Walking dead

With suppurating wounds

Disfigured shapes

Illuminated by the moon

A reckless haste

To feast on human flesh and blood

All thought erased

Except of you…

Freak disinterment of the dear departed dead

Your late lamented relatives are racing to devour your head

When there’s no more room in hell

The dead will walk the earth

Carrion

Inspired to live again

A rotten horde

Disintegrating forms of men

Their victims rise

Infected by the evil plague

To swell the ranks

Of the undead

A spectacle so chilling human minds can scarcely bear

A panorama drawn in hell that proffers nothing but deep despair

Here come the hordes

They’re on the march again

Bringing black terror to the world of men

Post-mortal multitude that flocks to human flesh

Here come the hordes

Here come the hordes