[Intro] The wasteland takes everyone... [Verse 1] The rain don’t clean the wasteland, it turns the ash to sludge Elena pressed against the rust, too terrified to budge An overturned semi-truck, a rattle in her chest Forcing breaths out through her nose, no time to stop and rest Copper taste of panic, she listens through the dark A wet and dragging scrape of boots, the monsters leave their mark Low and guttural clicks, mutations in the gray Three dead things snapping jaws, looking for their prey She grips the hunting knife, the rifle on her back A gunshot is a dinner bell, a beacon for attack. [Chorus] Run through the blinding rain, run through the mud The wasteland is heavy with ashes and blood Surrounded by monsters, surrounded by men You fight for your breath just to lose it again Hold onto your life while the world falls away The lone survivor walks the warrior way. [Verse 2] Suddenly a metallic clang, a shadow in the night Standing on the rusted roof, a figure comes to light Not a monster, just a man, a scarred ballistic mask A heavy iron pipe in hand, a brutal, lawless task. [Break] "Found a live one! Hey, over here! Get the chains! You're ours now, sweetheart!" [Verse 2 Continued] The shout tears through the empty streets, the dead begin to stare Three clickers shriek a wail, agonizing and high in the air Sprinting toward the human noise beneath a dying sky The scavenger lunges down, the iron pipe swings high She dives into the freezing mud, ignoring all the fear. [Bridge] The weapon hits the truck, Elena kicks his knee Bone pops, the scavenger screams out in agony But the dead are already there, no mercy in the sand The first one tears into the neck of the screaming man The second lunges blind, Elena thrusts the blade Up through the chin, into the mouth, the monster’s debt is paid It drops its heavy weight, pinning her to the floor Black blood dripping down, a nightmare at the door. [Verse 3] The third undead is finished, it looks up from the dead Milky eyes lock on her throat, a mouth of broken red Elena screams and throws her arm, the jaw clamps on the guard Teeth biting through the leather, bruising bone and striking hard She reaches for the corpse’s belt, she grabs a hatchet tight Swings it wildly through the dark, putting out the light The blade catches the temple, the monster goes limp and cold Another near-death encounter in a world that’s growing old. [Outro] The sector goes quiet. The smoke starts to clear. She drags herself out from the pile, shaking from the fear. Covered in the filth, but she’s standing on her feet Grabs her pack and runs into the empty, broken street. [Organ swells dramatically] Through the sheets of blinding rain, a silhouette appears An old abandoned church, standing tall against her fears She bursts right through the rotting doors, slipping on the floor Slamming wood against the frame, she locks the heavy door Sliding iron bolts in place, she barricades the entry tight Breathing heavy in the dark, she made it through the night. [Instrumental Outro] Safe... for now.
