Six Feet Under

Dead, but now I wake
Rotten - eight years in the grave
Smell the ripe decay
No eyes in my skull, but I still see
Alive, I'm dead, alive - something has give me life
Cut me I bleed no blood
Stab my skin, out runs the pus
Try to kill what's already dead
A dead corpse living rotten
Resting dead - now I rise
From the grave, my flesh is decayed
Alive, I'm dead, alive