Black Death Lyrics


Lingering illness

Rotting confession

Crouching victims in a benighted world;

Infestation of purulence.

Cracking plague-spots cloud the mind.

Devouring confidence.

Faithful priests are falling down,

bowing to the horned god.

Malodorous miasma rising,

the reaper's preferred frankincense.

Far away the chimes of death are heard

The black plague doesn't discern between

the ranks, they all have to die...

Burning mass hysteria keeps Europe in

its retching hands,

Scapegoats have to take the wrath on

innocent or not.

Defiled priests hanging down from the

shattered cross.

Whereas red demons are dancing on the

graves of moribundity...

Lingering desperation

Rotting revelation

Crudelitas mesorius,

Grimness and divinity confederate.

Bursting ulcers, decayed bodies.

Unleashed wrath of a jealous god

Black....... Death.......

Falcarius misericors.

Grimness and divinity confederate.

Sadistic ordeal, coercive power.

Life's collapse, the Blackened Death.