Rotten hands emerge from beneath The dead has come back to life Twisted and bent from decades in the ground Blindly crawling around In the shape of the dead Undead disgrace In the shape of the dead Shameful - Reanimate Rotten and putrid Disgusting and grotesque But totally worthless none the less A disaster with worldwide reach But don't fret, you will stay quite safe Under the moonlight In the thick fog of night An army reanimated from the grave Mostly unable to harm or attack But the stench is so foul you will gag Rattling bones ans missing limbs Struggling to move even an inch Tumbling and falling, an undying bunch Cant move beyond the graveyard lines In the shape of the dead Undead disgrace In the shape of the dead Shameful - Reanimate