Tropical Sun

Gory days fall on this timeless island
Blood red in the sky, the sun makes you dry
Tribes invocate the spirits of the dead
Soulless bodies arise
Back from beyond

Earth spit out the dead
They suck the blood of the living
Infernal fire on Earth
Zombie flesh eaters
Are going to eat you

White mortuary drapes
Wrapping dead bodies
Shoot 'em in the head
Before they wake up

Resurrection of putrid bodies
Zombies walk on this Hell on Earth
Resurrection from the pits
Zombies walk among us
Ghouls made of festering flesh
Walk on the ashes of the human race

Earth spit out the dead
They suck the blood of the living

Sounds of an endless fear
Undead spectral whispers
Tropical sun is burning
You are doomed to death
Zombie flesh eaters
Are going to eat you