I hear that zombie coming It’s walking round the hill I aint seen a survivor, Since I don’t when Im stuck at Northwest Airfield And I hear gunshots fired But that zombie keeps a coming On down to ol’ Electro When I was just a new spawn A stranger told me “son” Always say you’re friendly Try not to fire your gun But I shot a man in Cherno Just to watch him die When I hear that zombie groaning I lay in grass and hide