Curse of the Shambler

He walks through the desert with blood on his hands

And a ledger so red, his past is dripping on the sands

Got a mind full of violence and a body scarred by war

Lost his life when they caught him with the priestess whore

One swing of a sword, and the hall was filled with gore

He was covered in her insides when they pulled him through the door

He begged for his life, pleaded at the feet of pharaohs

All they did was pull his guts straight out his nose

Take me by the hand yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Raise me from the dead, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I know what you need, make me bleed, push me down onto my knees, as you take my lifeforce from me