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 fucking 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