SEASON OF SURVIVAL

 

Piles of dead after the nuclear death 

Darkened sky, it's your fate to rot and die 

Radioactive ground

On the body lots of wounds 

Did you survive but now you have to die 

  There’s no food, first sign of your doom 

There’s no work, all effaced by the war 

Around is cold, there’s not even a soup 

Human skeletons ridden of the soul 

  lead: Andy 

Dying mutants walking down the streets 

Oozing infections appearing on the skin 

Staggering zombies screaming for the pain 

Rotting persons, corpses with no name 

  Putrefaction, stink of putrefaction 

All those corpses lying in the streets 

Decomposition, corpse decomposition 

Infestation, hell of thermonuclear infestation 

 

music written by frank wells in 1991 & 1998

lyrics written by frank wells in 1991