UNDEAD by TAD MOROSE Empty shelves, hollow corridors A daunting smell, never felt before Compassion breaking down In time we lose ourselves, anyway A strange emotion fill the air The second seal, cracked up, unfair I force the needle through my spine No savior burning, hammer on... Still chained to the world Oh, our circle still turns It's not fair, it's not fair undead [ www.dailyrics.com ] UNDEAD by TADMOROSE