Skin and flesh to die
Black and bone dry!
Gangrene fingers
A stench that lingers
Two to seven days!
Look upon death's gaze!
Your bodies, set ablaze!
Contamination you cannot escape
Taking form a disfigured shape!

Filth littered the streets!
Forth the rodent fleet!

Out of the east it swept!
Attacking where we slept!
Docked on Sicilian port
Behold destroyer escort!
Journey through black sea
Caught the black banshee
Oh forgive oh lord
Taking down whole village horde

Onslaught, reigned on
Death still, feeds upon!

Carry the flower to comfort the brain

Ruthless gods wrath
Wicked crooked path!
Delusion and death
Nothing to suppress!
It finds another host
The reapers next ghost
No knowledge to attain
We all have the mark of Cain!

Filth littered the streets!
Forth the rodent fleet!
Onslaught, reigned on
death still, feeds upon
Carry the flower to comfort the brain
We all have the mark... the mark of Cain