Army of the dead
Army of the dead
Army of the dead
Army of the dead
Rising nightly, oh, so frightening
A ghastly image to behold
You dead are walking and slowly stalking
Towards the city down the road
We watch you appear, eyes ablaze
Teeth are clenched and fist are raised
You are the reason we light up the fires
As the highway devours our tires
Come join
Come join
come join
The army of the dead
Beware, be scared
This one's for you!
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