Bathory - Pestilence

Pestilence Death once walked this relic land He came while all would sleep Death held up his bony hand And with it death did sweep Across all land and water With one gesture he did take The lives of all man woman child And deafening silence followed in his wake Like stub before a shiny blade All man fell by his scythe Once the fever got you in its grasp There is but one more day left of your life Black Death Pestilence Black Death Pestilence The Lord has all forsaken All must cleanse themsleves from sin Then rid oneself from lust And take the holy spirit in To redeem your pity selves You all must flog your filth away With nightfall cometh the shadows Gather all the children of the Lord and pray The shadow heavy upon this land And still the stale air sway In great numbers all around The fallen lie as they fell to rot away Black Death Pestilence Black Death Pestilence