When you see the storm clouds comin', you'd better watch out

And the man behind the window cannot hear you shout

There's something that's within you that just won't go away

And you can't look in the mirror, so you fall down and pray

In the grey light of the mornin' it's not easy to see

And the people shake their heads at you if they want to agree

The destruction that is all around makes you realise

the face you wore this mornin' was just a disguise

The pressure from the living dead can make you insane

Cold fingers of this nightmare will enter your brain

You must leave the ones you care about and walk to the shore

The ship will come to carry you to a place you've been before

The pressure from the living dead can make you insane

And cold fingers of this nightmare will enter your brain

You must leave the ones you care about and walk to the shore,

where the ship will come and carry you to the place you've known before

In the grey light of the mornin' it's not easy to see

And people shake their heads at you if they want to agree

The destruction that is all around makes you realise

that the face you wore this mornin' was just a disguise