Like the living dead crawl through the soil To shake the death from weary souls Twilight cries as the sin within beats like a cold heart dying.
The living cringe as the end begins And the outside air smells like a tomb The graveyard earth is thrown aside as futures crumble down.
The chaos calls through their broken, vacant eyes
The ending sits as a king of rest and pain As lives are lost within the end"¦
Like the walking dead, they move through the streets To shake the hope from fallen dreams An angel screams as the walls collapse to bury unlived lifetimes.
The living cringe as the end begins And the outside air smells like a tomb The graveyard earth is thrown aside as futures crumble down.
The chaos calls through their broken, vacant eyes
The ending sits as a king of rest and pain As lives are lost within the end"¦