You're lost and hounded You're legs are too weak to run You're mind scream forward Your back to dead for fun.
Wrath, the undead. Breathe down your neck. Smash down the undead Return Attack return Attack Redie Undead Death is coming near I feel it more and more Swallowing my fear I'm ready for the gore Send the dead to me Fear is not my name I'm not the one to flee Redying They're dead unbounded Their souls have left and gone They've no mind to stop them I'll 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 don't care right now Have fun and laugh out loud Redie, undead.