Land of the Living Dead Lyrics

I travel miles, I see no trace of hope
The air was burning cold
The roads were all alone
The wind was blowing moan
The ever living man
The sound of whispering sand
Is my only friend

I'm in the land of the living dead

The dark clouds were covering the sky
And blocking all the lights
The sun was out of sight
The day was always night
The glorious of tale
Rotten in the hell
The only thing that's left
Was the grave

I'm in the land of the living dead