The Zombie War General

Born of famine, fire, plague, and endless hate
Spawned in ashes where all flesh disintegrates
With deathless wrath that festers and never dies
A tyrant of rot, on war he feeds

Commander of the rotting undead horde
Fueled by vengeance, a hunger for war
No mercy, no retreat, no peace, no end
His command is death, his speech decay

No grave can bind, no God restrain
In every war, he breathes again
The living kneel, the dead defy
The zombie war general

Crowned in bones, time and mercy both have died
Entombed in filth, yet risen from the dead

Legions march, across the battlefields
Leading the walking corpses to war's dominion
Bone against steel, the soil turns red
Banners of entrails raised where all hope rots

No grave can bind, no God restrain
In every war, he breathes again
The living kneel, the dead defy
The zombie war general

No grave can bind, no God restrain
In every war, he breathes again
The living kneel, the dead defy
The zombie war general