Mortician - Island of the Dead dalszöveg

Zombie island, corpses riding 
Rotting undead, searching for flesh 
Worms infested, putrid death stench 
Lurching forward, seek human blood 
Zombies come eat you alive 
Chew your face, rip out your eyes 
Hunger for death, feast on your flesh 
Tear through your skin, disembowelment 
Rip out your heart, corpse torn apart 
Organ munching, eating your brains 
Zombies come rip off your head 
On the island of the dead