歌词
(Verse 1)
In Knox County, where the Blue Grass grows,
Tales of survival, everyone knows.
Amongst the dead, I roam the streets,
In this world where fear and hope meet.
(Chorus)
Oh, in this town where the dead do dwell,
I fight each day, against the hell.
With every breath, I take a stand.
In this land of the infected, I make my stand!
(Verse 2)
Through Muldraugh and West Point, I've tread,
In search of shelter, a place to lay my head.
But no refuge can truly be found,
In a world where the dead abound.
(Chorus)
Oh, in this town where the dead do dwell,
I fight each day, against the hell.
With every breath, I take a stand.
In this land of the infected, I make my stand!
(Bridge)
From Riverside to March Ridge,
Each town's tale, a solemn bridge.
For nowhere's safe from the undead's grasp,
In this world where survival's but a gasp.
(Verse 3)
Yet amidst the chaos, there's a glimmer of light,
Through the darkness, we still fight.
With each new day, a chance to survive,
To keep the flame burning, as long as we're alive.
(Chorus)
Oh, in this town where the dead do dwell,
I fight each day, against the hell.
With every breath, I take a stand.
In this land of the infected, I make my stand!
(Verse 1)
Out in the hills of ol' Knox County,
Where the grass grows tall and the air's so free,
I found myself in a world of fright,
With zombies roaming in the dead of night.
(Chorus)
Oh, that helicopter's buzzin' overhead,
Pilot watchin' me, fillin' me with dread,
Bringing hordes of the undead my way,
But I'll fight on, come what may.
(Verse 2)
Through the streets, I cautiously tread,
Every noise fills me with fear and dread,
But I'll find shelter, I'll find a way,
To see another sunrise another day.
(Chorus)
Oh, that helicopter's buzzin' overhead,
Pilot watchin' me, fillin' me with dread,
Bringing hordes of the undead my way,
But I'll fight on, come what may.
(Bridge)
If I survive this nightmare tonight,
That pilot better pray I stay out of sight,
For if I make it out of Knox County,
He'll wish he'd never laid eyes on me.
(Chorus)
Oh, that helicopter's buzzin' overhead,
Pilot watchin' me, fillin' me with dread,
Bringing hordes of the undead my way,
But I'll fight on, come what may.
(Outro)
So here I am, just a survivor in the night,
Holdin' on with all my might,
In this world of chaos, I'll make my stand,
In the heart of "The Knox Infection" land!
