Testo di Zombies

I'm walking down the neighborhood, I saw the people pray Afraid of blood, of what the people say Zombies are living in the town They bite your face and put you down Zombies Zombies Zombies Zombies These monsters speak about the end of times They eat your souls with holy crimes Please, I don't wanna be a zombie Your skin is rotten, dead and green Zombies Zombies Zombies Zombies With skin the color of money Zombies Zombies Zombies Zombies Your life is made of horror Zombies Zombies Zombies Zombies