237 - Marching On

Sheltered safely in your home
Peacefully sleeping in your bed
Completely unaware of the
Advancing hordes of undead

Explosions pierce the silence
Blasts light up the midnight sky
The battle now upon you
Hear the deafening war cry

No place to run; nowhere to hide
No one to stop the genocide

We're marching on
Marching on

Shock of rapid dominance
Paralyzing your will to fight
Swarms of flesh-eating corpses
Forge ahead on through the night

No place to run; nowhere to hide
No one to stop the genocide