2012 the supplies ran dry and an infestation spread worldwide
Then chaos reigned and a fight elapsed for fifty years to come
As the battles passed beyond our morales and the hunger forced us to resign
so the primal instincts of feeding made us eat even those alive
Hunger, leaves you the taste for blood
Blood, the taste makes you feel alive
Six generations died to fight an endless fight
When all the starving stirred then came the point of no return
The Starvation twelve became year zero
It contaminated all our souls
To get stilled we feasted on our brethren
All that once mattered was now gone
Into starvation we marched without knowing it would be our last act before we died...
Hunger, leaves you the taste for blood
Blood, the taste makes you feel alive