Living Dead کے بول

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 outdside air smells like a tomb The graveyard earth is thrown aside As futures crumble Let the rain begin The chaos calls through their broken, vacant eyes Our lives are lost Let the rain begin The ending sits as a king of rest and pain As lives are lost within the end Like the walking dead the move through the streets To shake the hope from fallen dreams Angels scream as the walls collapse to bury Unlived lifetimes