I Am Disease

Wind brings famine, your lungs fill with dust
Serpent scales etch the ground
The phase it shifts, leaves you all alone
The moon is burning, the city sleeps

Will his blood here take you down
Through the dirt below?
Deceiving eyes can erase your mind
Erase your soul

Born of lightning, thunder and the rain
Once forgotten I release
My touch is sickness, for which there is no cure
My legions growing, the serpent reaps

On past the gates of sin, my legion brings the plagues
We raise our fists and arise – Hail Satan!
The sleeping city withers and depletes
Slow poison trickles down your throat

Arise!

Will his blood here take you down
Through the dirt below?
Deceiving eyes can erase your mind
Erase your soul

Storms are coming, black clouds bring the curse
The virus seeps into your mind
Seething evil tells you to proceed
We are the left hand, we've bound the right



Credits
Writer(s): Joel Breisch
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