I was standing there in nomans land
In the dark dark night, I couldn´t see my hand
I was searching for some light so I could see
The rain was hard, the wind was cold
My feet were wet and I stood there on my own

But I can´t stand it any more
Open the windows, open teh doors
I´ve got an idea in my head
Is this the town of the living dead

They build it up with the force of hate
If you don´t look out it will be to late
And you´re in their private army of their cause
You can close your eyes but it won´t go away
I can´t place the face but I can place the words they say
All the same

Transform the crowd, make them dance
The same old music puts them in a trance
They say that you are special, not unique
Put the showers on, let it burn again
If you don´t say no, you´re responsible my friend

You´ve got the power, we kill for you
You´ve got the courage to help us through
You´ve got the vision, you´ve got the gift
We beg you to lead us and we follow you to hell