From the recording The Moth Collection

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Lyrics

It festers in the night can it die is this ill-omened fate
Evil breeds void of creed exhumed from a place that is the dirt of me

And when the daylight breaks I walk with a zombie
It’s flesh is rare the people stare as we both shuffle by
The vile stench invades the air and permeates my mind
With maggot breath exempt from death it screams and takes a bite

The fight unfolds it dies again sent back to Hell but it never ends
‘Cause every break you rise

Back from the grave
It’s like a shadow creeping from beneath the light
Like the dead end hiding from the lie of life
I am infected by this misery

And when the sun reveals it’s face the undead suppurate
Worms eat away the black decay I walk alone today
A pool of blood reflects my face and it is plain to see
I am the corpse haunting me
I am the corpse

Back from the grave
It’s like a shadow creeping from beneath the light
Like the dead end hiding from the lie of life
I’m enslaved

It festers in the night can it die is this ill-omened fate
Evil breeds void of creed exhumed from the grave

I could kill you
Decimate the brain
But how do I kill you
Without killing me