I woke up in a coffin made of broken amps

Static in my ribcage, lightning in my hands

Crowd of shadow‑faces chanting from the pit

“Play the chord that wakes the dead — we’re not done yet”

I feel the pulse of the underground rising

I hear the bones of the old world grinding

I’ve got a riff that can tear through time

I’ve got a scream that refuses to die

I’m the Rock and Roll Lich — eternal on the stage

Burning through the ages like a needle through the waves

Turn the volume to the heavens, let the living shake and twitch

You can bury me a thousand times — I’m the Rock and Roll Lich

My phylactery’s a vinyl warped by cosmic heat

Drop the needle and the grave dust moves beneath your feet

I don’t need salvation, I don’t need a crown

Just a power chord to resurrect the whole damn town

I feel the pulse of the underground rising

I hear the bones of the old world grinding

I’ve got a riff that can fracture fate

I’ve got a voice that the void can’t take

I’m the Rock and Roll Lich — eternal on the stage

Burning through the ages like a needle through the waves

Turn the volume to the heavens, let the living shake and twitch

You can bury me a thousand times — I’m the Rock and Roll Lich

Raise your fists — I’ll raise the dead

Let the feedback crown your head

Every soul that ever screamed

Lives again inside this scream

I’m the Rock and Roll Lich — eternal on the stage

Burning through the ages like a needle through the waves

Turn the volume to the heavens, let the living shake and twitch

You can bury me a thousand times — I’m the Rock and Roll Lich

Yeah, I’m the Rock and Roll Lich