Zombies (Black Ops)

Bite me with empty promises and truthful lies
In a world of death and zombies, sanity will cease in the skies
Infect me with your truth and ask me no questions
I can't make promises because I tend to regret them.

Salivate after the kids that's still wear clothing
Tomorrow Is promised and for that we keep loathing 
My mother once told me to fear for fear itself 
Death comes as often as a book on a shelf 

Come to my house and bask in a nice meal 
I'll play with your head because it's brains that I steal  
Don't worry I promise to make it as I can 
Give me your arm, I just want a lick from that tasty looking hand 

Soon you will rot like life promised to 
But you won't be six feet under, You'll kill in twos 
Eyes lighting up for the day in lunch we thrive 
Zombies last forever and for that we cease to survive