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 [bad word] 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
 drop of blood could change it all
 And soon the day [bad word] my friend
 The time to hand it on
 So heres to solving our sickness.

 When there's no room in [bad word] 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.

 [bad word] 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.