- Misfits Hunting Humans 歌詞
- Misfits
- Upon this threshold of disaster
The birth of the eleventh plague
The fires burn at night
And I begin to doubt the smell of burning flesh
Will ever fade away
The touch of death is all around us
A thousand corpses block our way
A man-made germs makes almost everyone commit suicide
Just to rise and eat their dead
Night of the living dead
Were hunting humans, whoa oh-oh-oh
Were hunting humans, whoa oh-oh-oh
Were hunting humans, whoa
Were hunting humans
Its killing time every day
I cant control this eerie feeling
An evil screaming in my head
I dont think Ill last the night
There is no cure for this genocide
Or resurrection of the dead
Night of the living dead
Were hunting humans, whoa oh-oh-oh
Were hunting humans, whoa oh-oh-oh
Were hunting humans, whoa
Were hunting humans
Its killing time every day
Its killing time every day
Its killing time every day
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