The spectre of death has returned one more time... But this time it ain't just like any other if there is a God why choose our poor warm brother...to suffer. I just can't believe the scale of this disease it bleeds many hearts so hollow if there is a God please Find a cure by tomorrow... Time is left but it's not on our side they bear the scars on the inside... It's getting hard it's getting tougher.... The hell they must suffer... You must understand it's rife across this land it fills many hearts with sorrow if there is a God it's one hard act to follow... Time is left.... Hell ain't such a bad place to be I've been there before but I ain't going back there never never. The hell they must suffer