Tormented - Reversed Funeral

There is a virus that flows through the air
Making the humans insane
Mass hypnosis, nuclear waste spread
Grants them a call from the grave

In their brains an unstoppable urge
To feed from the flesh of the dead
Got a craving for putrefied flesh
Where blood has already been bled

Reversed Funeral, Dig up your Dead
Reversed Funeral, Feed of the Dead

Mass hysteria at graveyards and morgues
Ripping the corpses to shreds
Cemeteries with zombies alive
Their hunger for Death must be fed

Repulsive and horrible acts of despair
Freeing the bones from their skin
Autopsy tables and bodybags ripped
Mutilating the dead with a ravenous grin

Reversed Funeral, Dig up your Dead
Reversed Funeral, Feed of the Dead

Mutilated corpses, dug up from their graves
Necromantic feeding in the dust
Dismember the Entombed, Unleashed from their Grave
Merciless they rip the Unanimated in raw lust

Reversed Funeral, Dig up your Dead
Reversed Funeral, Feed of the Dead