[Intro] (Whispering, with ominous reverb, accompanied by distant, unsettling urban sounds) ...Red lights, dead eyes, the end begins. ...Raccoon City. A whisper... of death. [Verse 1] The gas station – last vestige of the world I knew. But vacant eyes stared, a void breaking through. No warning, no scream, just the crunch beneath my feet. The nightmare has started, bitter and bittersweet. [Pre-Chorus] A shadow dances in the rearview, the light begins to fade. The truth hits hard – I’m no longer unafraid. [Chorus] Oh, first night in hell, where time begins to cease. The end of all hope, the shattered peace. The scent of decay, horror's cold embrace. In Raccoon City, ruin takes its place. [Instrumental] (Dark, pulsating synth wave, followed by a sudden, sharp sound and silencing, before a dragging beat kicks in, underscored by distant screams and distorted urban decay.) [Verse 2] Screaming in the dark, where does the road lead? The streets are alive, planting terror's seed. I run, I stumble, seeing only blood-stained ground. Trying to comprehend, but madness all around. [Pre-Chorus] A shadow dances in the rearview, the light begins to fade. The truth hits hard – I’m no longer unafraid. [Chorus] Oh, first night in hell, where time begins to cease. The end of all hope, the shattered peace. The scent of decay, horror's cold embrace. In Raccoon City, ruin takes its place. [Instrumental] (Intensifying percussion, dissonant strings enter, loud, distorted sound effects of screams and explosions in the background, ending in a dissonant chord that transitions into a sustained drone.) [Bridge] No morning will break, I feel it deep inside. A requiem for the city, nowhere left to hide. Every street a tomb, every breath a sharp, cold sting. My heart pounds wild – but it's not my heart singing. [Chorus] Oh, first night in hell, where time begins to cease. The end of all hope, the shattered peace. The scent of decay, horror's cold embrace. In Raccoon City, ruin takes its place. [Outro] (Synth drone, distant, distorted screams, a final, deep pulse slowly fading into silence, leaving only a faint creaking sound.) ...Hell...
