City of the Living Dead / Incubus in the Surgery Room
Black visions in my head, it's my fuckin’end!!! Dead images, dead words, my brain it's no dead!!! My body is cold, my blood is frozen in veins But my brain still feel this fuckin'pain!!! I’m bounded on the bed of death to begin my journey My black vision is so near I see the knife on my body, I see many gowns My black vision is so real I feel the steel in my flesh, I feel fuckin'pain My black vision is so gore I'm bounded on the bed of death, I'm on a dead end My black vision is my brain!!! Corpses in the surgery room I can't forget this vision: So near So real So gore It's my fuckin'… Incubus in the surgery room I see insane visions Nightmares of my insane mind Now are my own reality!!!
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
The streets are desolate and hungry, I see pestilence I don’t remember this fuckin’ place, only death is real A pungent smell from the cellar, I feel silent laments I can’t believe all this shit, death is here Walking corpses spread the plague Virus spread through the bites of the dead The time of dead has come tonight The living dead are among us The lamеnt of the dead is not in my fuckin' head I opеn the door and embrace the darkness I see copses crawling, fucking, licking, biting I will fight until the end of the dead's return The streets are desolate and hungry, I see pestilence I don’t remember this fuckin’ place, only death is real This fuckin’ place is my town, I will fight the dead Zombie Slam Squad is back in town against the living dead Walking corpses spread the plague Virus spread through the bites of the dead The time of dead has come tonight The living dead are among us The lament of the dead is not in my fuckin' head I open the door and embrace the darkness I see copses crawling, fucking, licking, biting I will fight until the end of the dead's return
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Dead from the depth of the grave Storm of infesting worms Fear on your filthy street Dead devours living flesh Damned souls return from their graves After curse in Dunwich town This stench is your putrid flesh These deads come back for revenge When all the deads will rise The livings will fill their graves Zombies are back in town They are back from the depth of the grave Hands push the ground and stones outsidе Flesheaters arе everywhere The gates of hell are a hungry mouths Awaiting to eat your fuckin’ life!!!
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
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