Hunting Humans

Upon this threshold of disaster

The birth of the eleventh plague

The fires burn at night I begin to doubt the smell of burning flesh will ever fade away

The touch of death is all around us

A thousand corpses block our way

A man-made germ makes almost everyone commit suicide just to rise and eat their dead

Night of the living dead

We're hunting humans, whaooo-ooo

We're hunting humans, whaooo-ooo

We're hunting humans , whaooo-oo

We're hunting humans

It's killing time every day

I can't control this eerie feeling

An evil screaming in my head

I don't think I'll last the night

There is no cure for this genocide or resurrection of the dead

Night of the living dead

We're hunting humans, whaooo-ooo

We're hunting humans, whaooo-ooo

We're hunting humans , whaooo-oo

We're hunting humans

It's killing time every day