I came without warning, apocalypse plague
Reports were horrific but details were vague
The told us the dead were returning to life
Infecting the living with pestilent bits
Ravaging
Pandemic
Infected
Ravaging
Pandemic
Infected
Though they are dead they're no slaves to the grave
Relentless, they hunt for the flesh that they crave
Burn down to ashes and cut off their heads
Sole means of death for what's already dead
The Infected
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
