Zombie, oh lord of death,
Breathing your rancid breath,
You bide your time in hope of prey,
Until the night ends, the dawn of day.
Zombie, oh lord of pain,
The blood flowing in pouring rain,
You bide your time in hope of life,
Until your torment ends, at the tip of my knife.
Zombie, oh lord of blood,
Your body rotting in the soupy mud,
You bide your time in hope of fun,
Until your torment ends, from the flash of a gun.
Wicked demon, oh lord of the undead,
You will die like the other monsters,
And my task will be completed.
Fires burn into the midday sun