Forced isolation in centuries of disgust
Disease of the soul, living lives which are lost
Muddled identities, living out days

Scaring it's victims, a formless face

Respiratory skin eruptions

With protrudes eyes they see
How facial features are rotting away
Mutilating, endlessly

Trapped, separated from humanity
Epidemic, fatal destiny
A foul oudor from gangrenous parts

Incurable sick they'll be

Pain and suffering will stay

Bodies slowly will decay
Unable to provide curative treatment
Sudden death, morbidity

High, raise plague mortality
Corpses putrify horribly


Territories in drearyness
Neglected fields in what you see
People escaped

This unpredictable reality

Loss of men accelerates

Laicization of society
Extiraple indiscriminately
Bodies of the dead decayed where they had

Breathed last
Filled with fear, death is near
Belonging to the past

Thousands of man put away in isolation
Suffered from the chronic infection