Phenobarbital Mosh Lyrics

The dead walk the streets looking to feed...
Braisn and human flesh is what they need.
From the graves they rise with their bloodshot eyes,
The dead feed on the living 'til they get their filling...
You better watch out man 'cuz they're coming after you...
When they rip the veins from your neck
You'll know that you're through.
It's the night of the living dead!