Paroles: Living Hell. Pavor Nocturnis. Dead Eyes Open.

I can taste the rot that's coming, the sun has set the west has fallen,
You-Must-Fight, the dead eyes open
You-Must-Survive, when the dead eyes open
Diseased filth in all directions, lock and load end the infection
You-Must-Fight, the dead eyes open
You-Must-Survive, when the dead eyes open