Reversed Funeral - Tormented

There is a virus that flows through the air

Making the humans insane

Mass hypnosis, nuclear waste spread

Grants them a call from the grave

In their brains an unstoppable urge

To feed from the flesh of the dead

Got a craving for putrefied flesh

Where blood has already been bled

Reversed Funeral, Dig up your Dead

Reversed Funeral, Feed of the Dead

Mass hysteria at graveyards and morgues

Ripping the corpses to shreds

Cemeteries with zombies alive

Their hunger for Death must be fed

Repulsive and horrible acts of despair

Freeing the bones from their skin

Autopsy tables and bodybags ripped

Mutilating the dead with a ravenous grin

Reversed Funeral, Dig up your Dead

Reversed Funeral, Feed of the Dead

Mutilated corpses, dug up from their graves

Necromantic feeding in the dust

Dismember the Entombed, Unleashed from their Grave

Merciless they rip the Unanimated in raw lust

Reversed Funeral, Dig up your Dead

Reversed Funeral, Feed of the Dead