I Am The Undead

I move amongst the living
Their eyes and mouths swirls around me
Drifting through doors
Like blue smoke and red mist
Violated by breathing
Fornicating

Her sour bloodstream makes me wretch
Immersed in a warm bath of chemicals
High and wide glass walls
Look down on rows of crowded towers

I AM THE UNDEAD
I AM THE UNDEAD

A field of grey tombstones
Broken columns and spires
A collection of monuments to the vanity of man
Her sour bloodstream makes me wretch
Immersed in a warm bath of chemicals
High and wide glass walls
Look down on rows of crowded towers
I AM THE UNDEAD
I AM THE UNDEAD
My rotten soul will rise up
To claim this world of yours
My rotten soul will rise up
And claim it all
There is no mercy
From the black hole within my eyes
There is no escape
I AM THE UNDEAD
My rotten soul will rise up
To claim this world of yours
My rotten soul will rise up
And claim it all