Decapitated - Jungle Rot

Decapitated, but feel no pain

Reign of terror, Hell’s the name

Will not die with no regrets

My spirit lives, Return undead

Blood spills out from your neck

A twisted thought, A brutal fucking set

Blood will start to ooze

Now I leave you scarred and bruised

Still I breathe, From severed neck

I love to kill, I die and hate

An evil power in a blacken night

Without a head, Don’t try to fight