you treat me like a fucking monster
it´s not my fault if I am dead
play with me, don´t be a cheater
if you´re cute, i´ll be your friend
Ok I´m in love with human flesh
but you´re even worse, your coat is made of fur
I do this to eat and sate myself
you torture animals for style, who´s the murderer

freedom for zombies
look at me, I´m not as evil as you ( I want)
freedom for zombies
I´ve my sins, but you have yours too

when I look at one girl in the street
wearing fur it smells like meat
I´d like to ask her " what are U doin
don´t you hear theirs corpes screaming I really don´t understand
why people don´t love undead
we just want a tasty brain
who´s the beast, and who´s the man