Class: deadzone, survival mode, heart rate crazy
Level 463, this landscape's hazy
Dust storms in my soul, air thick, suffocating
Concrete jungles, ain't no green, just hating
Deadzone vibes, no escape in sight
Heat rays pulsate, shroud day and night
Dry throat, no water, dying of thirst
Is this the end, or just the first?
City ghosts whisper tales of despair
No food in sight, famine's everywhere
Metal ruins, sharp like a knife
Concrete's my cage, draining my life
Deadzone vibes, no escape in sight
Heat rays pulsate, shroud day and night
Dry throat, no water, dying of thirst
Is this the end, or just the first?
Scorching paths, feet blister, blood boils
Hunger gnaws, sanity uncoils
Echoing footsteps, shadows my only friend
In this wasteland, where nightmares blend
Class: deadzone, heartbeat slows
Level 463, darkness grows
Cracked lips, no words to scream
Concrete wasteland, end of the dream