Born of famine, fire, plague, and endless hate Spawned in ashes where all flesh disintegrates With deathless wrath that festers and never dies A tyrant of rot, on war he feeds Commander of the rotting undead horde Fueled by vengeance, a hunger for war No mercy, no retreat, no peace, no end His command is death, his speech decay No grave can bind, no God restrain In every war, he breathes again The living kneel, the dead defy The zombie war general Crowned in bones, time and mercy both have died Entombed in filth, yet risen from the dead Legions march, across the battlefields Leading the walking corpses to war's dominion Bone against steel, the soil turns red Banners of entrails raised where all hope rots No grave can bind, no God restrain In every war, he breathes again The living kneel, the dead defy The zombie war general No grave can bind, no God restrain In every war, he breathes again The living kneel, the dead defy The zombie war general