Standing at accuracy's demise
We have reached the new world wastelandPopulation converted one by one
Thousands upon thousands
Like scavengers on waste, like vultures on the sick
Zombies outnumber the livingWe are the outnumbered
We are the outnumberedFind your post, find your shelter
In hopes of outliving the undead
Build your walls, maintain protection
With ambitions of beating the odds
Find your post, find your shelter
In hopes of outliving the undead
Build your walls, maintain protection
With ambitions of beating the oddsIn a sea of stinking rot
In a place where living humans
Are no longer the hunters
All the money in the world won't satisfy the enemyHunted, hunted
Hunted, huntedStanding at accuracy's demise
We have reached the new world wasteland, no
Mankind is the losing faction
Retreat is eternally hopelessFind your post, find your shelter
In hopes of outliving the undead
Build your walls, maintain protection
With ambitions of beating the odds
Find your post, find your shelter
In hopes of outliving the undead
Build your walls, maintain protectionWith ambitions of beating the odds
We are the outnumbered
