The Dread Crew of Oddwood - Flesh Breakfast | Текст песни

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The story I tell could be straight out of Hell,
but it's true because I was there.
A rich jungle town ruled by Spanish crown
stench of decay in the air

Now who would lay waste to a town in such haste
as to leave all its riches behind?
The townsfolk half-eaten and shredded to pieces
\"Perhaps a large beast!\" crossed my mind

We loaded up riches and dead native bitches
but men had surrounded all sides.
Their teeth bared in hunger to tear us asunder
black holes remain of their eyes

We gave them a fight, the fight of our lives!
But our weapons were useless on them
So I put down my gun, ran the fastest I'd ever run
to get back to safety again

The undead rise
to end our lives
the frequency of this misery
is every now andthen

Fight! for our gold, for our souls, for our brains
Kill! these shambling hordes right in our way
Run! for the hills, far away from the dead
Die! by the zombies that gnaw on our heads!
The undead rise
to end our lives
the frequency of this misery
is every now andthen

Fight! for our gold, for our souls, for our brains
Kill! these shambling hordes right in our way
Run! for the hills, far away from the dead
Die! by the zombies that gnaw on our heads!