Lightning missiles in the sky Preventive nuclear strike Thousand throats, no time to cry They're all dead, blink of an eye Wasted bodies, turn to dust Shocking wave, begins to blast Mushroom cloud is rolling up Atomic winter is about to start From the debris crawl again Scorched people that remain Screaming up in dreadful pain Infested by atomic rain Their twisted bodies start to change Uprising hunger for guts and brains They're not dead, not yet alive Doomed to eternal appetite Hunting down, survivors left Rising up and tear their flesh Soulless carnivorous breed Starving up for living meat No more chance for the living It's an age of gore and killing A new order has given birth The living dead now rule the earth Now! No more chance for the living It's an age of gore and killing A new order has given birth The living dead now rule the earth Now!