The Last of Us

A taste for blood won't hold them back, with nails that cut like razors
Hungry for flesh see the undead, hot on our trails they chase us
We need a place somewhere to hide, where they won't think to go inside
Watch as your darkest fears return to life

Don't bother sleeping without one eye open wide, there's creatures in the night to haunt you
Their arms are reaching out to hold you tight, your demons come alive to chase you

Nowhere to run, they're closing in on us, I can see their faces in the windows
Staring in at us