The virus comes
Dispassionate
No cure in sight, the end is here
The rich retreat
The poor die first
We huddle in our caves in fear

A normal life denied
Quarantined inside
Your home becomes your tomb
Embrace impending doom

This faceless death
Cold creeping fate
Denied by fools and left to spread
We count the dead
And dig mass graves
Then face the end consumed with dread

A normal life denied
Quarantined inside
Your home becomes your tomb
Embrace impending doom

The air outside bleeds poisonous death
The touch of a hand spells the end
The end of love, the loneliest death
To never again hold a friend

Infected world
This doomed hellscape
No question “if,” it's simply “when”
Those who yet live
Envy the dead
At least for them the nightmares end

A normal life denied
Quarantined inside
Your home becomes your tomb
Embrace impending doom

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