Suburbia, Home Of The Well Educated Upper Class.
Parasites, Leeching Off The Degraded.
Years Of Secure Uprising Have Come To An End.
As You Realize Your Shithole Lifestyle Won't Prevent...

The Runs Broke Out, A Contagion Of Rot.
Infected Masses Threaten The Last Few That Are Not... Undead!

It's Time To Die!

You Gotta Die!

And You Can't Believe, Your Bankaccounts Can't Be Retrieved.
They Call It: World War 3!

Your Houses, Cars And Ships Are Now Not Worth A Shit.
The Runs Turned Upside Down Your Toothpaste Grin.

The Runs!

Death Comes Lurching Up The Hills, Up The Embankment.
No Bars Can Keep Them. And If You Lock Your Doors,
They Will Be Headin' Through Your Floor.

The Runs Has Us By The Balls.
The Runs Could Be Mankinds Final Downfall.

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