Flesh walker, bound to this earth Bound to wear flesh as his curse His soul is eternal His soul is chemical Flesh walker, bound to this earth He wears his skin as his curse His soul is eternal His soul is chemical You cannot stop him You cannot stop him Oh He searched the plain In search of greater plague His soul will never walk alone Carry him into the light The skies turn grey You'll better get away Or I'll end up digging your grave Six feet under All of this inside my head Makes me think I was better off dead All of this Makes me want a fucking bullet in my head