The Living Dead

We're the living dead

With a blood shut eyes

And a heart of stone

We own what's left

And we ain't need rest

For we won't go home

We ain't no fear

With the beasts, the ghost

And the game of slaves

Put it on the key

With the music on

That's 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

I've 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

You're all alone