Pestilence - Chronic Infection | Текст песни

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Forced isolation in centuries of disgust
Disease of the soul, living lives which are lost
Muddled identities, living out days
Scaring it's victim, a formless face

Respiratory ailments, suffering cries
A nervous affliction, another victim dies

Horrifying skin eruptions
With protruded eyes they see
How facial features are rotting away
Mutilating endlessly
Trapped, separated from humanity
Epidemic, fatal destiny
A foul odor from gangrenous parts
Incurable sick they'll be

Pain and suffering will stay
Bodies slowly rot away
Unable to provide curative treatment
Sudden death, morbidity
High, rise plague mortality
Corpses putrify horroribly

Respiratory ailments, suffering cries
A nervous affliction, another victim dies

Territories in dreariness
Neglected fields in what you see
people escaped
this unpredictable reality

Loss of men accelerates
Laicization of society
Extirpate indiscriminately
Bodies of the dead decayed where they had
breathed last
Filled with fear, death is near, belonging to
the past
Thousands of men put away in isolation
Suffered from the chronic infection

Infection
Infection
Infection
Infection
Chronic Infection
Chronic Infection
Chronic Infection
Chronic Infection
Chronic Infection
Chronic Infection

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