Black Death - Immer

shadow of death hovers over cities

odor of blood and rot dominates

survivors fighting with hungriness

robbing graves for rotten morsels

darkness, pain and torture is coming

people infected by fatal virus

by plaque of envy, pride and evil

all went quiet — prayers, scream, excuses

the virus is mortal with no exceptions

darkness, pain and torture is coming

people remains cover whole land

scavengers enjoying the feast

from afar sharp-eyed vultures

tautly watching the last hour of people

black death