Bathed In Salt - In Dying Arms

I’m not starving for you

Just craving what I need

I’ve taken one too many and it’s now it’s time to feed

I’ll rip your insides out

I grabbed you by the throat and brought you to your knees

You look so good to eat

I’m gonna eat your face

I’ll eat your fucking face

And leave the fucking trace

What the fuck is going on

I’ve torn this corpse to shreds

My hunger is forever growing

I don’t give a fuck

I’m the walking dead

I am the walking dead

What the fuck is wrong with this world?

Living among disease

Zombies are becoming more real than our conscience plays them out to be

Come feed on my flesh

You cannot live without me

Come feed on my flesh

And tell me how the fuck it feels

Come feed on my flesh

You cannot live without me

Eat me alive

I am gnawing on your skin

I’ve been chewing on your flesh

And then my meal is complete

Now who the fuck is next?