The beatings will continue until morale improves
We fought them again and again
Beating back the inevitable
The sun was torn from the sky
Welcome to the city touched by hell
We are unbreakable
We come for the throne
You can only wander the streets
For so long before they run you
You say you're heaven-sent
What the f** are you doing here?
God has left this place long ago
Overran by demons, I have never felt so f**ing filthy
These streets never end; always helplessly
Lost in a search for a better way of life
The beatings will continue until morale improves
We fought them again and again
Beating back the inevitable
The sun was torn from the sky
Welcome to the city touched by hell
Trudge the wastelands
A spark of hope in a sea of despair