In the Shape of the Dead by Entrails Lyrics

Rotten hands emerge from beneath
The dead has come back to life
Twisted and bent from decades in the ground
Blindly crawling around

In the shape of the dead
Undead disgrace
In the shape of the dead
Shameful, reanimate

Rotten and putrid
Disgusting and grotesque
But totally worthless nonetheless
A disaster with worldwide reach
But don't fret, you will stay quite safe

Under the moonlight
In the thick fog of night
An army reanimated from the grave
Mostly unable to harm or attack
But the stench is so foul you will gag
Rattling bones and missing limbs
Struggling to move even an inch
Tumbling and falling, an undying bunch
Can't move beyond the graveyard lines

In the shape of the dead
Undead disgrace
In the shape of the dead
Shameful, reanimate