Youre lost and hounded Your legs are toweak to run Your mind screams forward Your back too dead for fun Wrath the undead Breathe down yor neck Smash the undead Return Attack! Return Attack! Redie Undead Death is Cumming to near I feel it more and more Swallowing my fear Im Reddy for the gore Send the dead to me Fear is not my name Im not the one to flee Redding is to blame Theyre dead unbounded Their souls have left and gone Theyve no mind to stop them Ill beat them one on one Wrath The undead Chop off the neck Smash the undead Swing my axe Swing my axe Redie Undead Drenched with guts and blood The stench of death and rot But i dont care right now Have fun and laugh out LOUD Redie Undead