Lirieke: Casey Jones. Few, The Proud, The Crucial. Big Train, Raging Ice.

Crawling through a ditch in the woods.
Two arms gone and a blood lusting thirst hits harder than a gang rape in prison.
I?m turning to a zombie.
Throwing up mucus and pus in your face before I eat you like a buffet of fried chicken on black church Sunday.
Zombie Lars.
Pass me the brains.