Hunting Humans کے بول

Upon this threshold of disaster The birth of the eleventh plagure The fires burn at night I begin to doubt The smell of burning flesh Will ever fade away The touch of death is all around us A thousands corpses block our wat A man-made germs makes almost everyone commit suicide Just to rise and eat their dead Night of the living dead We're hunting humans Whaoo-ooo-oo We're hunting humans Whaoo-ooo-oo We're hunting humans Whaoo-ooo-oo It's killing time every day I can't control this eerie feeling An evil screaming in my head I don't think I'll last the night There is no crue for this Genocide or resurrection of the dead Night of the living dead We're hunting humans Whaooo-ooo-oo We're hunting humans Whaoo-ooo-oo We're hunting humans Whaoo We're hunting humans It's killing time every day It's killing time every day It's killing time every day