The Breed
The Breed
Children
Hear the zombies at your Door
Children
Hide away from the demon whore
Hear them knocking
Doors unlocking
Baby now crying
Mother she's dying
Now inside but you try to hide
But the shadows bite you by your lies (The Breed)
The one who put fate in the hand
Tightened the fist
We're all damned
Darkness rising
Mother earth dying
Constant fear stalking
Once dead now walking
In the darkest night you try to hide away
But you wonder if you'll see another day (The Breed)
Man will be gone in not long
Hung by the noose of his wrong
Now I see a new world rising from the old
Where misery's not traded
Truth not bought or sold
The world of man has gone now
But it won't rest in peace
Instead it'll lie in torment
A victim of its disease
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