The bombs are falling,
Devastation all around.
The undead rise
With a thousand howls and a hungry cry.
This city's alive!
But the living dead don't stand a chance
And here I am,
Breathing man in the midst of fire.
When you've got no choice
You just gotta run for your life.
You've got to survive
Get hell off your back.
This city's cursed,
Cursed to its blackened roots.
Evil unearthed
Rising from the fertile grounds.
We cannot run
Running turns the earth to dust.
And here I am
Broken teeth to blasted pyres.
When you've got no choice
You just gotta run for your life.
You've got to survive
Get hell off your back.
When you've got no choice
You just gotta run for your life.
You've got to survive
Get hell off your back.
When you've got no choice
You just gotta run for your life.
You've got to survive
Get hell off your back.
When you've got no choice
You just gotta run for your life.
You've got to survive
Get hell off your back.
When you've got no choice
You just gotta run for your life.
You've got to survive
Get hell off your back.