1. DELIVERANCE

Re-animation.
My creation.
Cold dead eyes, search the room from side to side.
In search of warm crimson.
Life sustaining fluid.

The virus spreads through the city like a plague.
Dead bodies line the streets and in the banks.
Pathogen unknown, no cure in sight.
Fuck the end of the world !
We are the walking dead !
Like the machines, they will not be shut down.
This is knocking on the door of mind control.
Causing mass hysteria amongst the general public.
Your future is fucked, your fate is sealed, everyone is doomed.

Hate in the streets, grinding their teeth no hope. (x2)
Grinding teeth, hate in the streets, no hope.
And the cycle begins.

Nothing left but bone and skin.
This is a fragmentation of the life you once lived.
This is our Genesis.
For you, this is the end of life.
Burn them all alive.