The Living Dead

Were the living dead

With a blood shut eyes

And a heart of stone

We own whats left

And we aint need rest

For we wont go home

We aint no fear

With the beasts, the ghost

And the game of slaves

Put it on the key

With the music on

Thats all we need

I feel no pay

With the cure at night

When we work all day

We own the stars

Command you all

Come come pain

Ive never did it for the fame

I did it cause I love them

In the hardest change

You fool yourself

With the

When the lights on and

Youre all alone