Redying

Redying
You’re lost and hounded
Your legs are toweak to run
Your mind screams “forward”
Your back too dead for fun
Wrath the undead
Breathe down yor neck
Smash the undead
Return
Attack!
Return
Attack!
Redie
undead
death is Cumming to near
i feel it more and more
swallowing my fear
i’m Reddy for the gore
send the dead to me
fear is not my name
i’m not the one to flee
Redding is to blame
They’re dead unbounded
Their souls have left and gone
They’ve no mind to stop them
I’ll beat them one on one
Wrath
The undead
Chop off the neck
Smash the undead
Swing my axe
Swing my axe
Redie
Undead
Drenched with guts and blood
The stench of death and rot
But i don’t care right now
Have fun and laugh out LOUD
Redie
Undead