It’s coming ... alive
In a frosty night
I went to the dead
Opened some coffins
Cut off some legs
It’s coming ... alive!
It’s coming ... alive!
An owl watched my bustle
At the last resting place
Desecrated corpses
Turned into a brand new race
It’s coming ... alive!
It’s coming ... alive!
It’s coming ... alive!
It’s coming ... alive!
