Paroles: Six Feet Under. Warpath. Revenge Of The Zombie.

From the grave, I will escape
Maggots crawl from out my skull
The worms, they feed upon my brain
The life I lost, I now regain

And my skin has molded green
Bullet holes through flesh and bone
Half my face rotted off
I wait to drink your fucking blood, blood

Hunting, killing
Murderous, I'll cut your fucking head off

A butcher's knife clenched in my fist
Revenge of the zombie
Stabbing you to fucking death
Revenge of the zombie

Hacking eyes right from your face
Revenge of the zombie
I feed upon your dying brain
Revenge of the zombie

To live your life in horrid pain
Revenge of the zombie
Open sores start to decay
Revenge of the zombie

New human beings, I create
Revenge of the zombie
From my spell, you can't escape
Revenge of the zombie