Welcome to your nightmare where wolves and lambs rest together the fear is boundless. There's no one and nothing to stand in our way but the one's to annihilate. While pretending deafness we listen to voices bursting out from blood-filled lungs calling for their lives. While pretending blindness we witness the nerves being torn from the flesh right in front of our eyes. We no longer wash our hands, we replace them with rigid hooks to keep the undead mass slaughtering the rest. The doubt lays deep within us. Challenging their system, we'll get a warning answer: 'kill or be killed'. Ferocious vultures circle above our heads like flood waiting for someone to step out of line to maul them to their deaths to paint the skies with blood. Shall death be repulsive for no one to ever want it. May god be with you, or whoever that's alive.