Awake of a trance - of putrid remains
The odor of decomposition
Brings back reality


Trapped in my coffin
I'll rise again

Feelings of necrophagia
Make my sorrows appear
A premature funeral

Started all this $#&@ing torment

As I begin to walk

To my insane mind comes
Grotesque visions of a rotting Christ
And now I see all the false prayers


I'm choking with my own blood
And I see my guts on the floor

Suppurating vile viscous liquid
I'm decomposed, they will be too


The fear of desolation
It's filling your body
You know you're alone

And the smell of rot is here

Now you see his deformed face

Feel your brutal death
All your innards in his mouth
A disgusting feast with your gore


He's ripping the mass of organs
Bestial devouring of your limbs

Zombie laughs as you scream
How the dead can awake?


And as I torture this carcass
My mind starts to think, why am I undead?
But if Jesus rise from the dead

Maybe he was a cannibal zombie like me