Yersinia Pestis
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Finntroll — Jul 21, 2026
Living in the flesh of rats Plague of the damned Contagious Vector The Black Death Has arrived Unblessed, impure Abandoned by the light No god can save you now No holy sanctuary Leads to salvation Church halls will host Infestation of vermin Dancing with the reaper Mors vincit omnia Yersinia Contagious vector Bubonic plague Is upon us Destruction of the flesh Signs of the cursed The infected Unblessed, impure Abandoned by the light No god can save you now No holy sanctuary Leads to salvation Church halls will host Infestation of vermin Dancing with the reaper Mors vincit omnia Yersinia Pestis
Submitted by Finntroll — Jul 21, 2026
It came with raging seas The plague and the disease Killing all alive We will not survive Bedridden, death-stricken Black plague taking the children We will not survive Consumed by unholy reckoning The bells of death are ringing For beggars, priests and kings Start the flame, build the pyre We dance in holy fire Dance in holy fire Vermin Hear me I call For you Vermin Hear me I call For you In the endless silence Of sunken eye with putrid skin An act of god in desperation We pay for our sin Ring-a-ring do children sing Blisters rising on their skin They know their fate And soon will meet their doom Ring-a-ring do children sing Pale skin and eyes bleeding Burying their next of kin They soon will meet their doom
Submitted by Finntroll — Jul 21, 2026
Corpse upon corpse As far as the eye Can see When the dead Outnumber the living We must feed The plague pits We must bury the dead By the great scourge Of the blackest Disease All life shall fade In this unholy hour Mass death and suffering Unleashed Upon the world Necrosis Decomposing alive Haemathesis Countless mass graves Cataclysmic pandemic Abandon all hope Ye who enter Mass death and suffering Unleashed upon the world Cataclysmic pandemic Abandon all hope Ye who enter here
Submitted by Finntroll — Jul 21, 2026
Bringer of plague Draped in black Travelling across barren lands Close your doors Pray for salvation The old hag Brings only damnation She brings damnation Beware the brrom The old crone wields By its sweep None are left alive I saw through my window A dark figure Her broom raised high My soul shivers When she calls From the shadows
Submitted by Finntroll — Jul 21, 2026