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The brightest full moon light entrances me

It calls me forth

Yet I have not the strength to move

In stasis I rot away and dream

I dream of forgotten years

Dream the touch of another's hand

I am to be a meal of the starved worms

My nerves are twisting for the light of my salvation

I rest beneath where i remain as cold as clay

This eternal pain is swelling in my joints

Somewhere with me a flame is slowly born

Inside this shell of bloated flesh grows life anew infernal the moon distorts my mind

My veins jolt back to life, pushing the fluids of the damned

I seek to bathe my fetid flesh in crimson spray

My body writhes without consent of conscious

I lift the lid the pounds of dirt shall not subdue

I shall walk the earth once more

From beyond the strings are pulled

I know not what has made this way

Animation of my rigid corpse

I shall abandon my coffin of premature fate

All the words of the preacher

All the tears of my family in vain

I shall again walk amongst them

My penance with blood be repaid

A dead hand grasps for the still night air

I am now free to maim

There cannot be a god for he would not forgive this Despicable inhuman monster rotten twisted and deformed

I am now a tool of my unholy instinct

Entrails strewn at my bidding

A mockery of all I was