FRONTLINE ||| NOT ALLOWED TO BREAK

Why is everybody round' here moving so slow? Bodies covered in the mud and blood is falling like snow All this hunger for survival makes my brain overflow Turn around ain't no friend bitch now I'm a foe Faces down Eat the dirt of the frontline Hungry mouths Coming straight for the flesh when Many drown In the sea full of land mines Undead rise From the ground make a mess and Traumatize everyone draggin their whole spines We crave for the flesh of the ones we who spot with the red eyes And keeping 'em rotting like lies that are stuck in their minds 'Till they rise up again for the fight We gon' stay on the move like an avalanche Breaking their bones like a branch Make the front a one-sided match Keeping the heads all detached from their bodies Hello my friend you just turned into a zombie I like when the storm is rising upon me Got no dread a bite just makes me ungodly You know that nobody even can stop me Hello my friend you just turned to a zombie Stomping on spines Out of body Brought back to life Rotten zombie G-R-I-N, no copy Tell me bitch Do you feel lucky? Stomping on spines Out of body Brought back to life Rotten zombie G-R-I-N, no copy Tell me bitch Do you feel lucky? My retirement plan Is dying at thirty Twenty five Twenty or Nineteen Bite me All of you bitches can bite me Nihilism the fucking virus, it's likely Steady feel the pain I wake up with an ache Got rivers made of blood I fucking die today I'm standing at the gate I brought the fucking blade Ask your god again What's my fucking name? Wish carnage Rimmed cartridge You ain't never had thing? Tarnish you Blade about to sing Carcass Dance amongst the broken kids Heartless Not allowed to break Not allowed to break Not allowed to break I'm not allowed to break Not allowed to break Not allowed to break Not allowed to break I'm not allowed to break