Black Death - Attomica

Death comes slowly, ready to show, the silent enemy

Dark city streets, bodies knee deep, as far as they eyes can see

Thousands of rats, growing fast, spreading the disease

Severe infection, deadly reaction, and life is all you need

The plague

Suffering pain

The pestilence

Horror, misery and doom

The pestilence

Welcome to the black death

You can feel the venom inside your veins

Now you’re down, now you’re down the drain

Fever, difficulty to breathe

Bloody sputum, massive blood loss

Rotten bodies everywhere

Carts pile high with corpses

The sad reality, a real fatality, a game of cruelty

Devastation, evil’s creation, a situation

Out of control

No way out, but to think about

Disease inside your soul