Сan you hear this sound of wheels? When the sun goes down.
And everyone who try to stop this fucking train will die.
People who survived a pain and suffering won't see any happiness. The last part of their life is a survival race. Endless race.
(Images of their disease are visible from afar. Dust covered the earth and we cannot stop our trip cause zombies everywhere.)
They gonna get on the train. Their guts are wounding on steel wheels of our warmachine.
Trumpet's smoke is hiding a sea of blood.
(You can see only mash on both sides.)
(But there's broken bridge on the way.)
Don't make such a big mistake.
(We have nowhere to go.) We have nowhere to go.
(Someone have already bitten you and you are infected. You are changing and it's the best time to atone your sins.)
You nightmare came to life and you are going to meet him.
Look at yourself. You are one of them. The time has come, the cursed blood flows in your veins.
Their scream sounds in your head. Get out of this train and you will feel the hell.
You'll see no more light. Darkness swallowed the sun.
Existence is so beautiful in this fucking world. Don't let it die with you.
(Stay calm and show your self control.)
Close your fucking eyes and pray for something more.
Something that you had wished before.
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