[Lyric] Dead Men Walking (Flaussen)

A post-apocalyptic scene
Where the lifeless roam the streets
The living avoid to be seen
All hunting for mere scraps of meat

Denied eternal peace
They torment the remaining
Drifting empty shells
They are not leaving

They have no love, they know no fear
They do not hate, they don't compete
They have no love, they know no fеar
Only a complete apathy

They feel no pain
Wandеring and lost
They do not care
For they have no soul

Dead men walking, death is marching
Dead men walking, the end is coming
Inside a bleak forgotten cell
A man is imprisoned and shackled
They have chosen to plan his demise
Tomorrow his fate will be sealed

Walking down the last line
Surrounded by faces of hatred
The motions are set to a single path
Towards his departure

Dead men walking
We are all walking

Marching inexorably
March, march, to the end
The lost souls are gathering
March, march, to extinction

Marching inexorably
March, march, to the end
Together in our loneliness
March, march, to the last downfall