Horror Show

All I hear is these screams hear it
Blood guzzling fiends nearing
Scene is eerie, with a mean appearance
What I seen I fear it, and I'm leaning leary
I see people cut to shreds, walking tho they dead
Half eaten heads done kill up all the feds
I - I'm running for my life, with a small pistol and knife
And I'm running out of ammo as they hunting me through the night
So here I go blasting with no band or an army
Just me, by myself in a land full of Zombies
Got my heart to stead still, moving through these dead hills
I keep my skills Chris like my last name was Redfield
No GhostBuster Eagon or weapons shooting out neons
Will kill these enemies so I keep my moves smoove like Leon
I put to silence all theses Zombies and Tyrants and Giants
I'm grabbing other survivors and I'm raising a riot
Hiding like slum dwellers, but when my Gun bellows
I hit the target now watch me rain on this Umbrella

This is the Horror Show
Where death moves in the heart of souls
What's lurking round the corner? Man you gotta know
Up in these trenches, smell the stench man I'm starving cold
And these monsters ain't dying even with my hardest blow
The Horror Show
Where death moves in the heart of souls
Where mutate their bodies and minds for pot of gold
Up in these trenches, smell the stench man I'm starving cold
And these monsters ain't dying even with my hardest blow

I'll survive this massacre, I'll be the Last of Us
I'm gaining evidence searching Evil Residence
I'm facing Monster Madness in this Maniac Mansion
Left 4 Dead, on Crash Course, like a DLC Expansion
I, fumble through The Darkness, there's no light, man I'm outta day
Gotta pray, high intuition like I'm out of state
These Zombies here can shatter bones when the battle breaks
But one shot from my gun, can make a whole Alan Wake
Waking outta shallow graves, crawling up out of shadow caves
I'm seeing Doom coming, it's bringing vengeance a mile away
I start to aim, squeeze the flame, at dark frame
With the shark fangs, throwing lightning like it's arcane
Now I'm in BioShock, out of life as my vitals stop
I'm fading and I need a Health Potion to light a spark
This is the fear that could make a kid's bed shake
I'm trying not to be a head case in this Dead Space

This is the Horror Show
Where death moves in the heart of souls
What's lurking round the corner? Man you gotta know
Up in these trenches, smell the stench man I'm starving cold
And these monsters ain't dying even with my hardest blow
The Horror Show
Where death moves in the heart of souls
Where mutate their bodies and minds for pot of gold
Up in these trenches, smell the stench man I'm starving cold
And these monsters ain't dying even with my hardest blow