LYRICS                                                                     

DEAD BIRDS

Under the searing heat of the sun
Dead Birds feed on the living
Creating armies of Mosh Beat Attackers
Zombies march on! Thrash on!

Easy to manipulate, devoid of will they mosh
Crunching in your spines and bones, Zombies feeding on you...

FEED ON THE LIVING!
FEED ON THE LIVING!
FEED ON THE LIVING!
Dead Birds are coming for you!

FEED ON THE LIVING!
Dead and still walking...

Partly dismembered, your hunger is king
Brains. Brains. Obey the Birds' call
In a Dead world they fly and attack
Undead wings for this Dark Century

Defaced, and needing salvation
Find a fresh body, and eat all its flesh
What's cooking for supper? A head on a platter
With a pint of beer, squeezed-out of a liver!

Under the blazing rays of the sun
Beware...
In flocks they'll come...
Gouging your eyes!

Easy to manipulate, devoid of will they mosh
Crunching in your spines and bones, Zombies feeding on you...

Under the searing heat of the sun
Dead Birds feed on the living
Creating armies of Mosh Beat Attackers
Zombies march on! Thrash on!

Easy to manipulate, devoid of will they mosh
Crunching in your spines and bones, Zombies feeding on you...

FEED ON THE LIVING!
FEED ON THE LIVING!
FEED ON THE LIVING!
Dead Birds are coming for you!

FEED ON THE LIVING!
Dead and still walking...
Come on over, die at the front lines!-


 
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