Horror lurks in the bog A perpetual stench From your own form A rancid smell of death A rot infested form As the dead walk again It's a march of the insane Your last scream As the feed Your last scream Let it bleed Spawn of rotten womb Maggot infested doom Rotten flesh crawls Out of the bog Reanimated dead Filled with hunger Born again terror reigns Your last scream As the feed Your last scream Let it bleed