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[01:19.440]With rags drenched in the deaths of our own kind
[01:23.190]A massive tail of rats align our steps behind
[01:37.440]Scattered crosses in every corner of our eyes
[01:44.010]While our mouths drown in oceans of swarming flies
[02:08.940]Black death leprosy slithers on skin
[02:12.330]Pierced from within
[02:13.830]Fever grins like a madman's face
[02:16.860]Ungodly fall from grace
[02:18.660]Foul rash of agonized bleeding
[02:21.930]The pulse receding
[02:24.060]Vultures circle impatiently
[02:24.960]To carve the flesh from bone fatally
[02:54.630]Many a moon on escape from a death so certain
[03:38.070]The plague breathes down our necks just as sure as night's curtain
[03:51.900]Trapped to wander this procession of inhumation
[04:40.590]Our bloodline parched on a cursed road to stagnation