This city is filled with walking dead We´ve been forced to leave our homes I say my prayers to a wolfs head Far away from where the undead roams Dirty snow mixes with zombie blood Oh no, not again! I can taste the zombie blood when The dirty rain mixes with my pain Glowing eyes is the only thing I see When there´s darkness all around I guess this is where they´ll bury me An unmarked tombstone on hallowed ground