Counting down to armageddon
Which 'Strong Measure' will it be?
Global combo bombs of hell or
Closed in rooms but boil the sea
"Oh my god, it's arms of Leizja"
...hold off on your lunacy
Cards are wild, we eat the locust
bow down, dogged humanity
cut the valve - contort of the virus
Policy wearing older shores
pump it now, we're evicting the Nava
Proto-viral!
Brave an end of wretched purulence
cough it down with a vile of virulence
Tamp it down coz its making no sense
Got a shelf of the best sick-cure - it ends
Burn the bee coz it rides the oxygen
Grubber down-bullock, cut up the pill you let
Our fall will come... the pathogen
Fortune turns her back
Plaguewinds - concentration intensifies
Plaguewinds - exhasting all supplies
Plaguewinds - by all calculations,
in a year there's nobody alive
Time for us to end the circus
Third world nations of the meek
calm mans go, and lo, an island
all bowed down to their disease
Wretched bows and a frayed bellaclava
Come no will, there's nobody to bury them
By the will, curse the message of ta'ava
Next wave of the fa'ajul fueling men
Call back, is it deader than ever?
On the double, children dare to again
Soft angel, kisses travel through corpse and
We'll have wished you'd never

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