I was standing there in nomans land

In the dark dark night, I couldn´t see my hand

I was searching for some light so I could see

The rain was hard, the wind was cold

My feet were wet and I stood there on my own



But I can´t stand it any more

Open the windows, open teh doors

I´ve got an idea in my head

Is this the town of the living dead



They build it up with the force of hate

If you don´t look out it will be to late

And you´re in their private army of their cause

You can close your eyes but it won´t go away

I can´t place the face but I can place the words they say

All the same



Transform the crowd, make them dance

The same old music puts them in a trance

They say that you are special, not unique

Put the showers on, let it burn again

If you don´t say no, you´re responsible my friend



You´ve got the power, we kill for you

You´ve got the courage to help us through

You´ve got the vision, you´ve got the gift

We beg you to lead us and we follow you to hell