We are outnumbered... The virus has devastated over 150 of the world's major regions and is spreading rapidly. At this point in we know of only one method of killing the creatures: destroy the brain. Beyond the guard of any loved ones who may have recently in any sort of contact could be infected. And if you find yourself out in a threatening position, please do not to act. Again, is not a test. is not a joke. We as a are overwhelmed. We are outnumbered!
Standing at accuracy's demise we reached the new world wasteland. Population converted: One by one (one by one), upon thousands. Like scavengers on waste, vultures on the sick, zombies outnumber the living. We are the outnumbered. We are the outnumbered.
Find your post, find your in hopes of outliving the undead. Build your walls, protection with ambitions of beating the odds. Find your post, find your in hopes of outliving the undead. Build your walls, maintain protection ambitions of beating the odds.
In a sea of stinking rot, in a place living humans are no longer the hunters, all the money in the world satisfy the enemy.... Hunted. Hunted. Hunted. Hunted.
Standing at accuracy's demise we have the new world wasteland. Go... Mankind is the losing faction; retreat is hopeless.
Find your post, find your shelter in hopes of the undead. Build your walls, maintain protection ambitions of beating the odds. Find your post, find your shelter in of outliving the undead. Build your walls, protection.... oh ya ...with ambitions of beating the odds.
We are the outnumbered.