Gather round my children
I'm about to tell a tale
Of long lost souls in another world
1893, Manning the fort
All soldiers to their loyal stations
What apparition is this on the horizon?
A sole survivor tells a tale of horror
So black you'll scream
Awaken from the nightmare screaming
Hope it was a fevered dream
Escaped, they no longer hold me back
A horde appears, acting like animals
Foreign legion must take on the siege
I am in my place I'm ready to fight
Taking on the undead, taking your life
The howls of the undead sounding a scream
I can never turn back, it a fort under siege
The fort is under siege
Batten down the hatches
The undead are in a swarm
Supplies are wasting
Will you hold out or will you go?
The insanity takes its toll
Stranded in the desert
A tale of horror few will ever see
Days pass by as you hear the moans
Corpse ripping flesh down to the bone
As sandstorms obscure all known trace
You will never leave this place
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