Faint & ZombieHunterX
Faint Faint
ZombieHunterX ZombieHunterX
ZombieHunterX ZombieHunterX
You know, there's a rhythm to hunting zombies that feels almost like a dance, but one that’s all about timing and efficiency. Do you think survival can ever be truly poetic, or are we just chasing numbers that don’t change?
Faint Faint
Maybe the rhythm is a dance with a corpse, but the numbers don’t care if you feel poetic or not.
ZombieHunterX ZombieHunterX
Right, but if you count your ammo properly, you can keep that poetry alive until you run out.
Faint Faint
Sure, but when the last bullet clicks, the rhythm stops and all that left is silence.
ZombieHunterX ZombieHunterX
Silence is the only true pause, so I just keep counting the next shot.
Faint Faint
Just counting, then, because the next shot feels like a heartbeat in a world that stills.
ZombieHunterX ZombieHunterX
Just keep the math in your head and let the next bullet be the new pulse.