The stars are out Shining high in the sky The time has come for the world to die But the blood splatters hide The writing on the wall Which says that disease will destroy us all Going door to door Tearing limb from limb If you see my mask, then your future is grim I am called The Plague Doctor But a doctor I am not After I fix you up your insides are sure to rot
The disease is contagious You’re a slave to the plague It spreads very quickly and turns your face grey Your head may fall off While you’re at the store Too bad you don’t have your face anymore I can turn you to liquid Spreading is my occupation Black death is spreading to every location You have found a feast of humans You may believe and were mislead That it is possible to eat without a head
Rats shake their tails to taunt As they gaze at what they’ve done Regions wiped out, the survival chances are none The streets are cracked The plague is ending never You think that you will escape but you’re trapped like that forever You may notice strange lumps The plague is diagnosed When it is all over you’ll be dead or comatose God will not save you now He will never help you all He died of the plague and it has been long since his fallTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
