DESCRIPTION:
Ever get the feeling the zombie apocalypse is right around the corner? Me too! This is just a rough draft.. Guitar I'm playing isn't mine and my fingers are tired from trying to get a good take. Damn power chords!

Lyrics:
Load up on your guns
There's no time to spare
Trust no one
It could happen to the person that you care for the most
I lie awake at night
Just listening for the sound
Of a scream, a scratch, a cry, a bite
Before we know it this whole place could be a ghost town...

So pray, people, pray
That this isn't real
Stay close to your wits
And keep a hand on your steel
Today seems alright
But there's something in the air
So load up on your guns
Cuz there's no time to spare

May your walls hold up strong
Hope you have enough water
Will we know how long until the end?
Will we know who gets slaughtered and becomes one of them?
I'm feeling just fine
But if I start acting undead
If I scream, and scratch, and try to bite
You're already forgiven for the whole in my head...

- chorus -

Gather all you can find
But you'd better be ware
These are changing times
And we've got to be prepared so let's prepare and let's...

Pray, people, pray
Cuz this is for real
Stay close to your wits
And keep a hand on your steel
The days have turned to night
And there's something in the air
So hold your babies right
Cuz there's no time to spare


This song was written and copyright protected by Andonia Layr 2012.