Zombie Deer Disease

Starting your sucking weekend by the lake
Parking your motorhome right on his grave
Breaking and cutting some trees you can't see
That someone else eyes are fixing you from there
Now that you're biting your favorite T-bones
You can't imagine what's happening because
An unfair guest is running straight to your veins
An ancient curse is raising up from the past

Suddenly your eyes getting dried and bloated
Suddenly your breath is turning tiresome and short
Your ears start whistling, your head start to hurt
You find so yummy deer's shit all above
Comanche's graves are setting fire all around
Burning-horn-deers are surrounding your van
You've never wondered this could be your end
The ancient curse now is claiming your hand

The things you won't understand
They're gonna fuck you up forever
The Z-deer disease is here to
Eat your flesh, rape your lungs
You must die alone
You're all fucked off!

The things you won't understand
They're gonna fuck you up forever
The Z-deer disease is here to
Eat your flesh, rape your lungs
You must die alone
You're all fucked off!
You're all fucked off!



Credits
Writer(s): Corrado Pizzo, Matteo Nicola Giovanni Rosini, Mattia Bruno, Maurizio Sacco
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