[Music and Lyrics : Mortifico]



...My foot were caught by a fleshless hand

Hundreds of cadavers began to rise...

From their tomb, infested by their stench

I was the prey of those living shells

Bloodthirsty, in lack of flesh...

I was caught, I was to die!



Mutilated I become, a skinned carcass

No sooner they devoured me

I join their post-mortal army

Ready to eat the human meat without mercy



The first victims arrived

We rushed at their body

Those children were dislocated

We ripped apart their skin



Their entrails turned to mushy

We tasted slowly their brains

In spite of their innocence, In pieces they finished...