I stand alone against the apocalyptic dead
ba*tards that try to eat my flesh, I give 'em lead
Run into survivors, some strangers, some I know
We seized this mill where I once worked, we call it a stronghold
Up in the silo, sniper rifle in my hand
Eyes like an eagle as I watch over this land
I do not mind if I see you comin' around
But if you try to take my goods I will gun your a** down
Down! I will gun you down!
I'll put you six feet underground!
Far from Heaven, this world has gone to Hell
In this cold world, I wish not to dwell
Far from Heaven, we're getting closer to Hell
In this cold world, I refuse to dwell
You do not know what we have locked in the warehouse
Just know that we are always prepped to go all out
I do not mind if I see you comin' around
But if you try to k** my men I'll feed you to the hounds
I'll feed you to the f**in' hounds!
Pile in the four-wheel-drive as us boys go on runs
For food and water, cigarettes, whiskey and guns
Nobody knows how many of us will return
But if the walkers overrun the stronghold make it burn
Burn!
Let it burn!
There'll be no return!
Far from Heaven, this world has gone to Hell
In this cold world, I wish not to dwell
Far from Heaven, we're getting closer to Hell
In this cold world, I refuse to, I refuse to dwell
I stand alone against the apocalyptic dead
My place is overrun, my men are f**ing dead
Now on my last clip on my last pack of my Brads
I clench my gun, take my last drag
I am surrounded
Yeah!
By the dead!
Encircled by the dead!
Far from Heaven, this world has gone to Hell
In this cold world, I wish not to dwell
Far from Heaven, we're getting closer to Hell
In this cold world, I refuse to dwell
Far from Heaven, this world has gone to Hell
In this cold world, I wish not to dwell
Far from Heaven, we're getting closer to Hell
In this cold world, I refuse to, I refuse to dwell