Infested by insects and butchered
From the grave I have awakened
Back from the pits of my grave
I am the walking undead

Hunting now for more blood
Clutching an axe in my hand
Bury me in my grave
Before another I kill

Rising my axe now above your head
Im watching the fear in your eyes
Blood is now gushing out from your neck
Spurting and spreading on floor

Hunting now for more blood
Clutching an axe in my hand
Bury me in my grave
Before another I kill

Burry me - Deep

Bodies are now spread in pieces
Excoriated and butchered
Smell of the blood and decay
Im hunting to kill and to slay

Hunting now for more blood
Clutching an axe in my hand
Bury me in my grave
Before another I kill

A fastened rope - around her throat
Her legs are spread and tied
Her naked chest - filled with knives
Body is severed and torn

Her choking screams - soon will stop
Before the coming of daylight
I leave her body - tormented
Lying naked and unburied

Hunting now for more blood
Clutching an axe in my hand
Bury me in my grave
Before another I kill