Hunting Humans

Upon this threshold of disaster The birth of the eleventh plague The fires burn at night And I begin to doubt the smell of burning flesh Will ever fade away The touch of death is all around us A thousand corpses block our way A man-made germs makes almost everyone commit suicide Just to rise and eat their dead Night of the living dead We're hunting humans, whoa oh-oh-oh We're hunting humans, whoa oh-oh-oh We're hunting humans, whoa We're hunting humans It's killing time every day I can't control this eerie feeling An evil screaming in my head I don't think I'll last the night There is no cure for this genocide Or resurrection of the dead Night of the living dead We're hunting humans, whoa oh-oh-oh We're hunting humans, whoa oh-oh-oh We're hunting humans, whoa We're hunting humans It's killing time every day It's killing time every day It's killing time every day