The Plague Of Matul

The dreaded island of matul
Remote and rife with drums of voodoo
A plague now rages on it’s land
And turns the dead to walk again!

Abandoned boat- a derelict
Adrift in new york’s harbor
Inside it’s cabin- walks the dead
Ghastly murderous horror

Zombie! you don the flesh that we chew!
Zombie! we are going to eat you!
Zombie! rip you open- eat your guts!
Zombie! the dead are among us!

No one can stop our growing hordes
The dead now rising by the score
Our rotting flesh is drawing flies
Worms and maggots in our eyes!

Spanish soldiers- centuries dead
Also rising from their graves
Terror jungle- filled with screams
No one living will be saved

Zombie! you don the flesh that we chew!
Zombie! we are going to eat you!
Zombie! rip you open- eat your guts!
Zombie! the dead are among us!

Your flesh ripped by our nails!
Tear out your bowels, blood and entrails
Your eyes will be impaled!
Our rotten teeth will feed on living male and females
You can burn us here in fire!
But your city is now where our dead hordes transpire