Confessions of the Heretic

I can hear the voices - the voices in the dark

I can see the path - the path of the dead

Please take my hand - and show me the sorrow

Here where the dead walk - the human race

Years ago - so many wars before

A human race - destroyed by greed and devastation

The race, a virus - called civilization

Now the dead walk - and time is over

This is the night of living dead

There is a place, no sun awakes

The walk of the dead

The walk of the humans

I close my eyes, my bleeding eyes

I hope you can feel the suffering everyday

Like all the innocent victims all the years

The walk of heretic, the dying age

Walk of the dead!

**** you!

Please take my hand and show me the sorrow

Here where the dead walk, the human race

The human race

This is the night of living dead

Here is the place, here is the race

The walk of the dead

The walk of the humans