Fall in Disease

Miles away the dead are left Quarantined contain the death Brought to man a gift from Hell Infectious blood devours all Filtered through your blood it flows Your icy corpse, frozen glance Rapid spreading unrelenting plague We're sucked into it's realm Infected flesh...peels Falls to the round...rots, Rots in the heat...burns, ....Burns away Vomit blood into your hands Hemorrhaging internally Organs breaking though your skin slow decay from within Silent screams are never heard Echo through their fields of dead Doomed to face a painful end Alone to die where you fall Bodies now are thrown Onto a pile, decay, A common grave for all Infect the populace, All behold the dead Rest eternally, Now condemned to die Eradicates our race Ablase in fire, corpses burn Upon a mound of flesh Cleansed in flames, this rampant plague Crimson blood so pure --- Fall in Disease - Immolation