Paroles de March Of The Plague

Noxious cloud rising from the sea Rising from the fields of the dead Left by the storms, left by the wars That precede the plague, march of the plague A black giant roaming the land Black abscess mark of the living dead Death rides a black horse March of the plague, death roaming free Swallow the living Blackened abscess, infest our bodies Vomit black blood, black death, blood infection A ship of dead in the harbor A cargo hold ripe with disease The plague has come to our shore March of the plague, death roaming free Swallow the living Blackened abscess, infers our bodies Vomit black blood, black death, blood infection The plague has come to take me I wait and watch my sores bleed A fire burning my brain I feel my body rotting Noxious cloud rising from the sea Rising from the fields of the dead Left by the storms, left by the wars That precede the plague, march of the plague