Like the living dead crawl through the soilnTo shake the death from weary soulsnTwilight cries as the sin within beats like a cold heart dying.nnThe living cringe as the end beginsnAnd the outside air smells like a tombnThe graveyard earth is thrown aside as futures crumble down.nnLet the rain beginnThe chaos calls through their broken, vacant eyesnOur lives are lost…nnLet the rain beginnThe ending sits as a king of rest and painnAs lives are lost within the end…nnLike the walking dead, they move through the streetsnTo shake the hope from fallen dreamsnAn angel screams as the walls collapse to bury unlived lifetimes.nnThe living cringe as the end beginsnAnd the outside air smells like a tombnThe graveyard earth is thrown aside as futures crumble down.nnLet the rain beginnThe chaos calls through their broken, vacant eyesnOur lives are lost…nnLet the rain beginnThe ending sits as a king of rest and painnAs lives are lost within the end…