Breaking story... The town is gone... No way out... Rotors cut the sky as I look below A city drowning in a deathly flow Camera in my hand, truth in my sight Dropped into hell on a September night Willamette's burning, panic in the streets A thousand hungry shadows dragging broken feet The mall became a prison, locked from the outside Now survival's measured by the will to stay alive Every hallway echoes Every storefront shakes The clock is always ticking One mistake and it breaks! SEVENTY-TWO HOURS! The countdown never ends! SEVENTY-TWO HOURS! Trust no enemies, trust no friends! Fight through the madness! Fight through the fear! The dead keep rising— And they're already here! Chainsaw screaming through the food court haze Blood-red sunset in a shopping maze Psychos lurking with a fractured mind Every corner hides another nightmare you'll find Adam laughing while the carnival burns Every lesson in this town is a lesson learned Save who you can but you can't save all Some won't survive when the darkness falls No rescue... No escape... No mercy... No fate... Tick... Tick... Tick... The clock decides! SEVENTY-TWO HOURS! The countdown never ends! SEVENTY-TWO HOURS! Trust no enemies, trust no friends! Fight through the madness! Fight through the fear! The dead keep rising— And they're already here! Through the static and the lies A darker truth begins to rise Behind the outbreak, behind the fear The answer was hiding here... SEVENTY-TWO HOURS! The city screams my name! SEVENTY-TWO HOURS! Nothing will ever be the same! Fight through the madness! Fight through the fear! I've covered wars... And I'm still standing here! Helicopter on the horizon... The dead below... The story lives on...
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