Sound of alarm  Played  On dried bones  By the wind  Cacophony of hollow sounds  All lost in empty skulls    And craters only  Will remain  Unhealed by life  Packs of hungry bloodthirsty beasts  Will eat the rotting scraps  Of human flesh    I am alive  I'm simply  Still  Here  Living in pain  Dying  With no future  Chance  Shelters full of  Survivors  Places  Where to survive  Means to kill  - Cannibalism -  Grey gloomy hue  Of bony faces  Look at me  At your future  Look at your  Concrete  Grave.