Woorden: Six Feet Under. Haunted. Still Alive.

Dead, but now I wake rotten
Eight years in the grave
Smell the ripe decay
No eyes in my skull, but I still see

Alive, I'm dead, alive
Something has given me life

Cut me, I bleed no blood
Stab my skin, out runs the pus
Try to kill what's already dead
A dead corpse living rotten
Resting dead, now I rise from the grave
My flesh is decayed

Alive, I'm dead, alive

You tried to kill me I don't die that easily
Back from the dead I live again

Alive, I'm dead, alive
Something has given me life

Drinking the blood from a severed head
Living flesh soon will rotten, horrors of the undead
A headless corpse, dead
Convulsing, bleeding, no blood left
No way to kill what is dead

Alive, I'm dead, alive