Thousands of dead bodies
Are rotting on the floor
A big puddle of blood
Aftermath of the war

A creature with pale-grey eyes
Appears out of the darkness
An undead body
Driven by murderous frenzy

Creature from the vault
Searching for dead meat
A scavenger on the way
To quench its thirst for blood

Creature from the vault
A slave to the death
Watching out for battlefields
To munch dead soldiers

Creature from the vault
Controlled by the old curse
Waiting for salvation
But it will never be redeemed

Creature from the vault