Darkness falls across the land/
The midnight hour is close at hand/
Creatures crawl in search of blood/
To terrorize yalls neighbourhood/
And whosoever shall be found/
Without the soul for getting down/
Must stand and face the hounds of hell/
And rot inside a corpses shell/
The foulest stench is in the air/
The funk of forty thousand years/
And grizzy ghouls from every tomb/
Are closing in to seal your doom/
And though you fight to stay alive/
Your body starts to shiver/
For no mere mortal can resist/
The evil of the thriller/
- Thriller, Michael Jackson 1983 -ZOMBIES & MICHAEL JACKSON ROCK!ESTOY BUSCANDO A JUAN ANTONIO WIESNER VÉLEZ
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