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To dissect the torso, looking inside.
Injecting the venom, the breathing restarts.
An experiment gone wrong.
To lay in putrid filth, with legs wide open
Giving birth to a creature so vile
To take its life before it will start to breathe.
Fighting the epidemic holocaust.
The souls of the dead return in form of newborn children.
To haunt the living. Destroy it by its roots.
Unhallowed screams at twilight, the march of the revenants.
The world to obliviate. Blood shall be spilled tonight.
They are ten thousands and waiting at our doorstep.
The stench of the dead spreads fast, searching the stillborn child.
They aren't just rotting flesh and bones.
Their system reaches far beyond mayhem and amputation.
Zombification through human error.
And from the catacombs of darkness they emerge to take it home.
The sweetest newborn darling… and raise it as their own.
They aren't just rotting flesh and bones.
Beyond their catatonic movements rests a supreme immortal with immense intelligence.
An experiment gone wrong…
Terror going from deep inside the womb. Look what you done, behold.
Severing the child before it will see any light of day. Do it.
Surgical removal of a poisoned life form.
May it never be found… or be named.
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To dissect the torso, looking inside.
Injecting the venom, the breathing restarts.
An experiment gone wrong.
To lay in putrid filth, with legs wide open
Giving birth to a creature so vile
To take its life before it will start to breathe.
Fighting the epidemic holocaust.
The souls of the dead return in form of newborn children.
To haunt the living. Destroy it by its roots.
Unhallowed screams at twilight, the march of the revenants.
The world to obliviate. Blood shall be spilled tonight.
They are ten thousands and waiting at our doorstep.
The stench of the dead spreads fast, searching the stillborn child.
They aren't just rotting flesh and bones.
Their system reaches far beyond mayhem and amputation.
Zombification through human error.
And from the catacombs of darkness they emerge to take it home.
The sweetest newborn darling… and raise it as their own.
They aren't just rotting flesh and bones.
Beyond their catatonic movements rests a supreme immortal with immense intelligence.
An experiment gone wrong…
Terror going from deep inside the womb. Look what you done, behold.
Severing the child before it will see any light of day. Do it.
Surgical removal of a poisoned life form.
May it never be found… or be named.
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To dissect the torso, looking inside.
Injecting the venom, the breathing restarts.
An experiment gone wrong.
To lay in putrid filth, with legs wide open
Giving birth to a creature so vile
To take its life before it will start to breathe.
Fighting the epidemic holocaust.
The souls of the dead return in form of newborn children.
To haunt the living. Destroy it by its roots.
Unhallowed screams at twilight, the march of the revenants.
The world to obliviate. Blood shall be spilled tonight.
They are ten thousands and waiting at our doorstep.
The stench of the dead spreads fast, searching the stillborn child.
They aren't just rotting flesh and bones.
Their system reaches far beyond mayhem and amputation.
Zombification through human error.
And from the catacombs of darkness they emerge to take it home.
The sweetest newborn darling… and raise it as their own.
They aren't just rotting flesh and bones.
Beyond their catatonic movements rests a supreme immortal with immense intelligence.
An experiment gone wrong…
Terror going from deep inside the womb. Look what you done, behold.
Severing the child before it will see any light of day. Do it.
Surgical removal of a poisoned life form.
May it never be found… or be named.
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Barbara (8bit Remix)
07:17
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Ontleed de romp, kijk naar binne. injecteer het vergif, adem herstart.
Een experiment dat fout ging. Om te liggen in verrot vuil, met benen wijd open.
Beval van een beest zo vuil. neem zijn leven alvorens zijn eerste adem.
Bevecht de epidemische holocaust.
De zielen van de doden nemen terug de vorm aan van pasgeboren kinderen.
Om de levende te bespoken. Vernietig het aan de wortel,ontwijd de schreeuwen in de schemering.
De mars van de spoken. De wereld om uit te wissen. bloed zal vloeien vannacht.
Het zijn tien duizenden en ze wachten aan onze deur. de stank van dood spreid snel.
Doorzoek het doodgeboren kind.
Ze zijn niet gewoon rottend vlees en beenderen. hun systeem rijkt ver voorbij chaos en amputatie.
Zombificatie door een menselijke fout. En van de catacomben van de duisternis duiken zij op om mee te nemen.
Hun liefste nieuwgeboren schatje. En voeden het op als een van hun.
Ze zijn niet gewoon rottend vlees en beenderen. Voorbij hun catatonische bewegingen rust een opperste jager met immense inteligentie.
Een experiment dat fout ging.
Terreur groeiend van diep in de baarmoeder. Kijk naar wat je hebt gedaan, aanschouw.
Scheidt het kind alvorens het enig daglicht kan zien, doe het. Chirurgische verwijdering van een vergiftigde levensvorm.
Dat het nooit gevonden worden of genaamd.
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Motarolo - Motarolo
07:55
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Barbara - Drum Track
07:57
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Barbara - Bass Track
07:57
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Barbara - Guitars Track
07:57
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Barbara - Samples Track
07:57
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Barbara - Click Track
07:57
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