Lightning missiles in the sky
Preventive nuclear strike
Thousand throats, no time to cry
They're all dead, blink of an eye
Wasted bodies, turn to dust
Shocking wave, begins to blast
Mushroom cloud is rolling up
Atomic winter is about to start
From the debris crawl again
Scorched people that remain
Screaming up in dreadful pain
Infested by atomic rain
Their twisted bodies start to change
Uprising hunger for guts and brains
They're not dead, not yet alive
Doomed to eternal appetite
Hunting down, survivors left
Rising up and tear their flesh
Soulless carnivorous breed
Starving up for living meat
No more chance for the living
It's an age of gore and killing
A new order has given birth
The living dead now rule the earth
Now!
No more chance for the living
It's an age of gore and killing
A new order has given birth
The living dead now rule the earth
Now!