Spill Your Guts

It's been 6 months since they cried 'aim for the head!'
And since they missed, I've been missing, lost and dead
It's a hard life when you're stumbling around
Drunk with death, on life's merry-go-round
Once you've had a taste it's hard to go back
Me, a flesh connoisseur, savouring the snack
Running day and night, I don't know my own strength
I just want to get close, so pardon my stench
*Zombie noises*
The thrill of the chase, the threat of disease
Dodging all your bullets with the greatest of ease
Joining the swarm I don't think you'll survive
This being dead; I've never felt so alive
Standing atop of a tower as pretty as can be
As the dead move closer, ignoring her plea
Claw and climb
Concerned and scared, no one is spared
When the dead traipse through the town
They climb up the ledge, some fall of the edge
Soon there is death all around
Claw and climb
They grab at her dress, they tear at her flesh
Beauty is only skin deep
They savour their meal, eat with such zeal
The treat that is so sweet
Spill your guts



Credits
Writer(s): Liam Mark Frost-camilleri
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