The horde approaches And here I am alone Weapons in hand To face true horror and blood
The land was blighted Blackness has swallowed the minds The minds of earthlings Both animals and human beings
The horde approaches And I am here Waiting bold it's arrival I will fight to stop it or at least I will try to defend
Behind me is another horde The ones that have their eyes closed Those are not the undead I call them the living dead
No motivation No goal to achieve Their machines control them They are all the same
They are reflections Of their own shadows And as much sense these words are making to you Their world makes sense to me Here comes the gloom Here comes the carnage And soon we will be one with the dust And soon we will be one with the dust
The horde approaches And I am here Waiting bold it's arrival I will fight to stop it or at least I will try to defend
Behind me is another horde The ones that have their eyes closed Those are not the undead I call them the living dead
I will kill I will die But I'll send them back to the stone
I will kill I will fight I will tear them limb by limb
I will kill I will die But I'll send you back to the stone
I will kill I will fight And for sure I will fall hereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
