When The Dead Came Marching (Part II: The Last Stand)

Check out Part 1 to Part V from my playlist 🧟 The Dead March Chronicles "...This is Outpost Seven..." "...If anyone can hear this..." "...Stay off the roads..." "...Do not engage..." "...They're no longer wandering..." LEFT... RIGHT... LEFT... RIGHT... "...God help us..." Ashes drifting through the sky, Smoke where all the dreamers died. Every street a haunted grave, Every heartbeat must be brave. Sirens fade into the night, Fire is the only light. Broken cities, shattered glass, Praying this won't be our last. Hear the thunder... Hear the cries... See the hunger in their eyes. Steel your courage... Stand your ground... Hear that dreadful marching sound. When the dead came marching, The heavens turned to grey. Steel against the darkness, We fought another day. One by one we're falling, But we will make our stand. When the dead came marching... We defended our land. Barricades begin to break, Every step makes buildings shake. Shadows moving through the flame, Nothing ever stays the same. Families holding what remains, Hope survives despite the pain. Every soul still standing tall, Swears they'll never let us fall. No surrender... No retreat... Stand together... Hold the street... Raise your voices... Face your fear... If this is the end... WE DIE RIGHT HERE! LEFT... (Boom.) RIGHT... (Boom.) LEFT... (Boom.) RIGHT... When the dead came marching, The heavens turned to grey. Steel against the darkness, We fought another day. Though the night surrounds us, Our fire still will stand. When the dead came marching... We defended our land. When the dead came marching... We made our final stand! "...If anyone receives this..." "...Tell them..." "...We never stopped fighting..."