The Blessed Pestilence - Desaster

Black death always crawls our neck

And the 14th century had seen

Pandemic spawned out at black sea

While Kaffa lay siege to Khan Djam Bek’s hordes

His soldiers fall one by one

The pest brings fast the end of war

The last he did was throwing corpses over Kaffa’s wall

The hawkers sail to Italy to spread disease we’ve never seen

To sell their wares and bringing death from south to north of Europe

Blessed Pestilence

Insects fly my eyes

Raging suicide

My flesh needs grave

I fear

To rot in isolation

The Blessed Pestilence

Black death execution

Cleansing evolution

A swarm of rats will fever bring, their fleas infect the men of fear

The lords, the doctors, holy priests these cowards run at first

Breathing death infects your lungs

Signs of dent plague on your body

Your time is over

Can’t believe

Give in to fit this destiny

Lets start the triumph of death

Mothers kill their child’s to save from hard demise

Sadistic face of nature will lead you to your maker

Venomous blood runs my veins

Suffocate the will to be

The pest soon takes it all

Most life would surely fall

The Blessed Pestilence

To decimate the human race the fist of darkness in our face

Black death execution cleansing evolution

Triumph of death!

Triumph of death!

Triumph of death!