Lyrics
Black souls, empty bodies
You had me fooled straight from the start
We pray for an answer
We have to fight or be hollow just like them
Walking lifeless, where have we been left for the dead?
Black souls, empty bodies
We have to fight or be hollow just like them
They're coming for us now (whoa)
So don't make a sound (whoa)
Is there anybody left to see the sun?
Is there anybody left to cure the dead?
Unaware and unawake
Unaware and unawake
Every city is burning, we're all wasting away
Nothing will end this, nothing to prove
Nowhere to run, all hell is breaking loose
They're coming for us now (whoa)
So don't make a sound (whoa)
Is there anybody left to see the sun?
Is there anybody left to cure the dead?
Unaware and unawake
Unaware and unawake
Something tells me we could be here for a while
And all I know is if you can't follow, you die
And I wonder if we'll make it through the night
And all I know is if you can't follow, you die
With the setting sun, put the gun in my hand
Pull the trigger, don't fail me now
With the setting sun, put the gun in my hand
Don't fail me now
It's starting again
We're going hollow
We're going hollow
Something tells me we could be here for a while
And all I know is if you can't follow, you die
And I wonder if we'll make it through the night
And all I know is if you can't follow, you die
(Whoa, whoa)
Don't fail me now (whoa, whoa)
(Whoa, whoa)
Don't fail me now (whoa, whoa)
