Rave of the Dead - PreEmptive Strike 0.1, Zombie Girl

Dance, put your hands in the air

Move like you don’t care

This world, it is going to turn

The dead, they don’t scream when they burn

Flesh, fell the heat in the air

Flesh, let my voice take you there

Bones, throw them up in the air

Skin, is just something to tear

Flesh, let your old body go

Blood, like a river it flows

Hearts, will go pump to this groove

Now, my Zombie Army let’s move

Now, my Zombie Army let’s move

Now, my Zombie Army let’s move

Move, move, move

The Dead