March of Dead Army

[Verse 1: Tha Misfit]
Curved from being, Earth barren
City of the coffins in a cemetery
Corpses rise just to do my bidding
Walking through the city, looking for the living
Sent to spark my acceptance of damned
Walking on the freeway, causing mayhem
Burnt down buildings, the rise of armageddon
Prood that Hell has now just awakened
Corpses rise at my demand
An army of zombies at my command
Judgement day has now arrived
Say goodbye then you start to cry
'Cause your corpse is wanted dead or alive
Sunrise makes our stench unholy
Grab your Bible, pray to the mighty
It's the march of my dead ass army

[Verse 2: Tha Roka]
I march along with soldier stripes
Bash you in the face with pipes
Zombies with a limp, despise
To crucify when time is right
Holocaust, the end is near
Shells shall split the hemisphere
To leave you hung like chandeliers
I move like Snake's in Metal Gear
Hollow points attract the fear
Skeletons describe the sheer
Madness of my actions, you're hunted down just like fucking deer
No colony is safe from me
Purple Heart for bravery
Draft is just another word for motherfucking slavery
The evil kills your chemistry
To silence all my enemies
I march on top of bodies removing fingers for memories
Now wounded soldiers scream
While my wolves attack, Beijing
And milk you for every drop of blood just to fill up my canteen

[Verse 3: Tha Misfit]
Watch as my army tears through your home
Priests try to pray, they fall off their pedestals
Vacate the city, we move to the next
There's no peace until you take your last breath
As I'm carried by four henchmen on a throne made of their thumbs
Carried by their flesh that's rotten, better start prayin', there's no mistaken
People who hoped for this day stare in panic
Now they realize that they lived to regret it
If you have mass, won't you best say your peace
Today all mankind becomes extinct