Idioma Origen:
A fortress in the sky
What's left of life it holds
We live on borrowed time
Along a glowing moonlit pier
Their armies still advance
From the murky depths, they rise
From their rotting bones
Their souls, they scream
For the flesh they need
Tonight, zombies walk
Upon the earth
Land of the dead
Massive flames arise
They burn out of control
In the slums, it's genocide
Evolved, they find a way inside
Those who could escape
Have no chance to survive
From their rotting bones
Their souls, they scream
For the flesh they need
Tonight, zombies walk
Upon the earth
Land of the dead
Idioma Destino:
A fortress in the sky
What's left of life it holds
We live on borrowed time
Along a glowing moonlit pier
Their armies still advance
From the murky depths, they rise
From their rotting bones
Their souls, they scream
For the flesh they need
Tonight, zombies walk
Upon the earth
Land of the dead
Massive flames arise
They burn out of control
In the slums, it's genocide
Evolved, they find a way inside
Those who could escape
Have no chance to survive
From their rotting bones
Their souls, they scream
For the flesh they need
Tonight, zombies walk
Upon the earth
Land of the dead