We need a doctor.
They're comin in through the windows and breaking through all the boards I nailed up. They look like they've been through hell and back and have one thing on their minds.
We need a plan.
Just get a gun, we'd better run.
They found a hole in the basement door. They're comin up through the floor boards. I got enough ammo but I should have prayed for more guts. I don't care what you think I just care how you shoot. They don't care who you are they just care how sweet the blood.
Someone send in the troops get a plane in the air we need emergency help whatever you can fuckin spare. (I don't fucking care.)
I'm on my own now, oh god I'm on my own.
They got a hold of me now.
Its all over.