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Paroles: Six Feet Under. Commandment. Doomsday.

We rise up from the tomb

bloody and covered with worms

today is the day of doom

a hunger for flesh is the cure

rise up from the ground

an army ready to kill

zombified nations of blood

have taken over the the earth... has died

a shallow giant grave

a blood soaked skull

a terror greater than death



tear away the skin

a skeleton exposed to be broken

in the ground, but soon to live

the maggot infested dead

awaken from their rest

to kill again



we kill again to satisfy

our hunger will always be blood




death is now on its way, waiting to end today

sludge of the human waste, you will have died in vane

a plague has been let loose

sickness within us grows

death is now on it's way, waiting to end today



doomsday, doomsday, doomsday



death is now on it's way, waiting to end today



We rise up from the tomb

bloody and covered with worms

today is the day of doom

a hunger for flesh is the cure

rise up from the ground

an army ready to kill

zombified nations of blood

have taken over the the earth