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Misfits - Hunting Humans lyrics

Artist: Misfits

album: Famous Monsters


Upon this threshold of disaster
The birth of the eleventh plague
The fires burn at night
And 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 germs makes almost everyone commit suicide
Just to rise and eat their dead
Night of the living dead
We're hunting humans, whoa oh-oh-oh
We're hunting humans, whoa oh-oh-oh
We're hunting humans, whoa
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, whoa oh-oh-oh
We're hunting humans, whoa oh-oh-oh
We're hunting humans, whoa
We're hunting humans
It's killing time every day
It's killing time every day
It's killing time every day

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