Black Death

Out of the East
From the Sea of Azov
A ship bearing disease
Creeps towards Europe

Ripping through a medieval society
unleashing a rampage of death
Pattern of dissemination
spreading with every infected breath

Death. Closer it comes
Black death. Killing us one by one
Death. The smell of decay all around
Black death. We all fall down

Tumours rupture blood and pus
Rotting skin turns cold and grey
Victims of the pestilence
Won't live to see another day
Pits deep and piled with the dead
Overflowing as the chaos spreads

Death. Closer it comes
Black death. Killing us one by one
Death. The smell of decay all around
Black death. We all fall down

Brother abandon brother
Terror truck into the hearts of men
Cities left forsaken
The air infected with the smell of the dead

Bodies filled every corner
The poor decaying in their homes
New piles of the dead every morning
Dogs feasting on their bones

Death. Closer it comes
Black death. Killing us one by one
Death. The smell of decay all around
Black death. We all fall down