Zombies, March by Gwar
Welcome once gain
To the bloody pit, my friends
We're so glad you could attend
Come and die, come and die
Yes, the bloody pit of horror, here
As sick as is Gomorrah queer
It's purpled purpose crinkly clear, here
I, I
I, I
I, I, I lead the zombie army
They, they, they are my sweetest slaves
These creatures, well, they shall never harm me
Well, I saved them from far beyond the grave
Lid on coffin cold
Return was foretold
Barrel, box or bloody sack
Planted deep, they still come back
Beyond the world of life
Beneath the scroll of time
The zombies rise and curse the light
They curse the living and they bite
You find it alarming
I find it quite charming
They way the dead
They explode from the ground
I found it amazing
The dead we were raising
And the stinking pile of bodies
Formed a molten-nipple mound
I, I
Your life is lost yet un-death found
The bloody pit of horror
Has a bloody tale to tell
The bloody pit of holy shit
Oh, motherfucking, what the hell?
I, the bloody pit of horror, I
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