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