Back from the dead, up from the grave
None will survive, none will be saved
Hunting you down, drawn by your scent
Hunger for flesh will never relent
Ready to fight
Undead forces
Day into night
Curse of the corpses
Board up your doors, lock yourselves down
Armed to the teeth and standing your ground
Picking them off as fast as you can
Fighting the dead for the future of man
Ready to kill
Our weapons remorseless
Fire at will
Curse of the corpses
Nights of fear, days of death
Headless bodies right and left
Piled high, set aflame
Nightfall comes, begins again
Curse of the Corpses
Ready to fight
Undead forces
Day into night
Curse of the corpses