Bless the Plague کے بول

You cry now But you need not weep for long You'll suffer in orgies of decay Corpses piled up around you When will you be next? Are the swellings painful? Dead flesh covers your body black Another one to the pyres Decaying whilst alive Rats and fleas bring Europe to its knees Plague spreads its lust Hunger for flesh and death No children are spared Even priests must fall Thousands cry and mourn Even more scream in agony Death sings for the Second Coming