Give Me A Pulse

You spend your whole life training for the zombie apocalypse, expecting a relentless, terrifying horde. Then you get this. A bunch of slow, clumsy, unmotivated corpses that can barely stay upright. This song is an ode to the profound disappointment of surviving, only to find out your enemies are phoning it in. It's not about fear anymore; it's about quality control. The boredom of the apocalypse, brought to you by the game Vein. Song by: Dead Channel Audio Lyrics: [Verse 1] Another sunrise, another gear check Another tally mark carved in my flesh You line 'em up, I knock 'em down, it's a f***ing chore I don't even bother counting anymore [Pre-Chorus] It's the same old march, the same dead beat The Slackjaw Shuffle down a dead-end street One-two, you fall through Is that really the best that you can do? [Chorus] Come on, give me a pulse! Show me some fire in those empty skulls! I need a reason to break a sweat Are you even f***ing trying yet? [Verse 2] Heard stories of the first wave, a tide of pure hate Sprinting, climbing, smashing at the gate But all I see is this shambling, pathetic s*** A testament to failure, and I'm sick of it [Pre-Chorus] You just trip on the curbside, you moan at the walls You take ten damn seconds just to notice when one falls One-two, I'm through you I'm honestly f***ing embarrassed for you [Chorus] Come on, give me a pulse! Show me some fire in those empty skulls! I need a reason to break a sweat Are you even f***ing trying yet? [Bridge] This muscle memory is a different kind of rust My blade is sharp but my instincts gather dust I need the fear to make my own heart pound Before I put my own damn head in the ground! [Breakdown] IS! THAT! ALL! YOU'VE! GOT?! JUST! F***ING! ROT! [Outro] Give me a chase! Give me a fight! Give me one good reason to fear the F***ING night! GIVE ME A PULSE