Black souls, empty bodies
You had me fooled straight from the start
We pray for an answer
We have to fight or be hollow just like them
Walking lifeless
Have we been left for the dead?
Black souls, empty bodies
We have to fight or be hollow just like them

They're coming for us now (whoa-oh-oh)
So don't make a sound (whoa-oh-oh)
Is there anybody left to see the sun?
Is there anybody left to cure the dead?
Unaware and unawake
Unaware and unawake

Every city is burning
We're all wasting away
Nothing will end this, nothing to prove
There's nowhere to run, all hell is breaking loose

They're coming for us now (whoa-oh-oh)
So don't make a sound (whoa-oh-oh)
Is there anybody left to see the sun?
Is there anybody left to cure the dead?
Unaware and unawake
Unaware and unawake

Something tells me we could be here for a while
And all I know is if you can't run, you die
And I wonder if we'll make it through the night
And all I know is if you can't run, you die

With the setting sun put the gun in my hand
Pull the trigger, don't fail me now
With the setting sun put the gun in my hand
Don't fail me now

It's starting again
We're going hollow
We're going hollow

Something tells me we could be here for a while
And all I know is if you can't run, you die
And I wonder if we'll make it through the night
And all I know is if you can't run, you die

Don't fail me now
Don't fail me now

Copyright: Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): Beau Mark Bokan, Elliott Francis Gruenberg, Eric Anthony Lambert, Jared Michael Warth, Matthew James Traynor