… Kaki saya tertangkap tangan tanpa daging
Hundreds of cadavers began to rise…
Ratusan mayat mulai bangkit …
From their tomb, infested by their stench
Dari makam mereka, penuh dengan bau busuknya
I was the prey of those living shells
Aku adalah mangsa kulit kerang yang hidup
Bloodthirsty, in lack of flesh…
Darahthirsty, dalam kekurangan daging …
I was caught, I was to die!
Aku tertangkap, aku mati!
Mutilated I become, a skinned carcass
Mutan saya menjadi, bangkai berkulit
No sooner they devoured me
Tidak lama kemudian mereka melahap saya
I join their post-mortal army
Saya bergabung dengan tentara post-fana mereka
Ready to eat the human meat without mercy
Siap makan daging manusia tanpa ampun
The first victims arrived
Korban pertama tiba
We rushed at their body
Kami bergegas ke tubuh mereka
Those children were dislocated
Anak-anak itu terkilir
We ripped apart their skin
Kami merobek kulit mereka
Their entrails turned to mushy
Isi perut mereka beralih ke lembek
We tasted slowly their brains
Kami mencicipi perlahan otak mereka
In spite of their innocence, In pieces they finished…
Terlepas dari kepolosan mereka, Dalam potongan mereka selesai …