Satan waits with patient joy, he'll greet me when I'm dead. Foul desease hangs in the air. Corpses rot live to die. Fate selects with closed eyes. Black Death rules the country and rageess through the land.
Victims drop like flies, there seems to be no end.
Cities turn to ghost towns awaiting what will come. People froze with fear, nowhere you could run. Fighting, Abandoning . Surrendeer to your fate. Black death - walks behind.