When the Dead Rise

When hell is full, the dead will rise and walk amongst the living.
When the devil is done taking souls, the dead will rise, killing.
Gather all weapons, food, and clothing because here they come.
Some may roar, some may growl while others will howl.
But be certain they are not after a cow,
It is our meat they want to ravish.
You hear them scream, you hear them eat.
And you hope to god that you’re not the next meat.

By day you travel, by night you find a place to hide.
Trust no one for when the day comes the hell is released on Earth,
You’re best friend may turn into your worst enemy.
Fight the dead but fear the living.
When hell is full, the dead will rise.
Please don’t let that be our demise.