Alba s touto skladbou:
Control Issues,
Private Room,
There’s a chill to the air, but I don’t care – These walls feel so forgiving,
It must have been a plague, they’re crawling out of the grave, and feasting on the living
Just a few of us left inside, are we the last ones alive?
John was a real Mac Daddy in a long stretch Caddy with an egotistical grin,
When they pulled his mistress out through the sunroof, that’s when the fear set in,
We found him crying out in pain, covered in his lover’s remains
Chorus 1
Minutes stretching into hours, as the living are devoured
In the dark we hide, how much longer before we die?
Tina hides in the corner, we all tried to warn her that her daddy was infected,
Loyalty to the family, I guess you have to respect it,
Could have heard a pin hit the floor when I saw her reach for the door
Chorus 2
Minutes stretching into hours, as the living are devoured
In the dark we hide, how much longer before we die?
Never see a new sun rise, as we stare death in the eyes,
Now that they’ve found their way in…Let the Feast begin
It’s accurate now, they must have known somehow, for everything it’s worth
“When there’s no room left in Hell, “they say, “the dead shall walk the Earth
I take solace in the gun where I stand, they’ll have to pry it from my cold, dead hand
Chorus 2
Minutes stretching into hours, as the living are devoured
In the dark we hide, how much longer before we die?
Never see a new sun rise, as we stare death in the eyes,
Now that they’ve found their way in…Let the Feast begin
