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Knee Deep In Dead


Killing my way through the dead, let the slaughter begin
Stuck on mars accompanied by horrendous demons
Everyone else turned into flesh craving zombies
I'm all alone as I start to fight the invasion of hell

Red key
Leads me to
Even more
Slaughter

I pick my gear, enter terror
I shall survive, horror

Stuck on mars accompanied demons
Everyone else turned into zombies
more blood gathers in my boots
I kill on and on

Rotten corpses
Lie in piles
Severed arms
And guts left behind

Where's? My? Health crate
Where's? My? Chainsaw
Where's? My? Chaingun
Where's? My? Ammo

Rotten corpses
Lie in piles
Severed arms
Left behind

I pick my gear, enter terror
I mutilate on and on

Rotten corpses lie in piles,
Severed arms and guts left behind
I carry on with the butchery
Executing the swarm one by one

Stamp my shotgun through the head,
Pull trigger brains end on walls
Severe mutilation caused by BFG
I must slaughter eternally

Knee deep in dead!

Knee deep in the dead!