Yersinia Pestis

Touch the fire and get burned Plead for mercy and never return Stare deep into the darkest abyss Until the abyss stares back at you It is all but irony When they claim sovereignty Stranger ways is hardly found On this poisoned earthly ground Sinners

1349 Times of decay Pestilence Blood Supreme The years of sickening souls Can you feel the breath upon your neck Hear the cruel voice of the old Revealing the flesh of the dead The evil grin of the plague I remember these times of great sorrow These

"Harken, all ye loyal subjects of the king. For behold, the pestilence is upon us, And few will elude its deadly embrace. Fear your kin, as well as your family, For lo, even they can carry the black death Into your home." 专辑: Yersinia Pestis 歌手: