The night, the day, the dawn of dead, rising from the ground

It's time to see the reckoning

You never had it all this good

Or country of your own

The land that feeds the rest alone.

When there's no room in hell the dead will walk the earth.

Just go and load another round

To your gun and take up your aim

Cause one day son this will all be yours

I'm sorry for this mess.

The night, the day, the dawn of dead, view them what you will

A drop of blood could change it all

And soon the day will come my friend

The time to hand it on

So heres to solving our sickness.

When there's no room in hell the dead will walk the earth.

Just go and load another round

To your gun and take up your aim

Cause one day son this will all be yours

I'm sorry for this mess.

Just come and walk with the dead.

Dead.

Just go and load another round

To your gun and take up your aim

Cause one day son this will all be yours

I'm sorry for this mess.