This little black death of mine Millions die and the sun still shines Open your arms succumbing to this great mortality Others scower away, laying down their heads with rats Disease infested molesting the bodies of the healthy You are sick, forehead drenched in sweat chill running down your spine in time you'll know you'll join the rest of them Wretched men come in vast fleets Blackness consumed every inch of skin Their necks, their arms, brought pestilence nothing shall live. once you've inherited the plague, there's no coming back when turning black you're as dead as the nights still air unaware of a certain fate. coughing up blood in a catatonic state A divine scourge punishing those who have sinned. repent. This little black death of mine millions die and the sun still shines the little black deaths. divine exterminate our race Thousands lay wasteside, boats capsised from floating mounds of flesh mother of all plagues, raining down our faces drenched in the blood of our decomposed siblings Wretched men come in vast fleets Blackness consumed every inch of skin Their necks, their arms, brought pestilence nothing shall live. You are sick, forehead drenched in sweat chill running down your spine in time you'll know you'll join the rest of themTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
