I feel the hearse move, guess I'm dead meat
I see the lid, it's coming down, it's closing down
I see my parts, they're dismembered
And now I'm pure ground round

They lay me in a hallowed place
Now I'm starting to decay
My body's getting moldy
As those worms keep chomping away

I think I'm cursed; I'm doomed to repeat
The evil dead; their cries resound, I fear them now
I kneel and recall the memories
of people that have drowned

Those demons, feel them near me
they'll soon render me quite insane
I need to find a potion
and the skull of a dead Dane
Yeah, I know that this sounds crazy
(Uh-huh-huh, it's crazy, yeah-hey)

Now I'm immersed, ooze covers my feet
and clouds of flies cover that mound; cover the ground
Yes, I'm accursed; true, demons I'll meet
I cannot die; my soul is bound
The devil's in control
He owns my very soul
I'm gonna rot and mold; forever
(forever, forever, rest - never)
I have unearthed ghouls; raised up the Beast
I hear the cries of rabid hounds
of rabid hounds, of rabid hounds
(repeat to fade)