The dead have risen from the graves, movements slow, a vacant gaze
Living human flesh satisfies, no emotions showing in their eyes

Born to die but not to rest, stumblin' Zombie Creeping Flesh
Eat the living human prey, numbers rising every day

Takes one bite to be the same, the dead ain't dead they live again

A thousand cities overwhelmed, survivors now thin on the ground
Amid the carnage and the screams, a camera shooting all the scenes

Zombies, actors and the eggs, strange things happening on the sets
Attacked the actors and film crew, soon Romero was one too