Pest Cometh letra

Microorgasmic agent of the reaper, ther bubonic plague wielded high.
Brought from afar to the western Europe,
A sickness worse than any war, seal yourself away.
Run as fast as you can.
Still it shall end the day, no matter how fast you ran.
Pest cometh. Invisible, spreading ever on,
Until all is quiet and dead.
The great tool of death, the raiser of mundane hell.
Coming without warning in great speed.
A travelling bacteria, a death vagabond.
Seeing no difference between rich an poor,
Leaving nothing but the stench of rot.

Torchbearer - Letras

• Assail The Creation
• At Takao River
• Battlespawn
• Bearer Of The Torch
• Burial Waters, Deepsome Graves
• Coffin-shaped Heart
• Dark Clouds Gathering
• Dead Children, Black Rats
• Death Meditations
• Dying Codex
• Failure's Dawn
• Faith Bled Dry
• Far Advance Closure
• Last Line Of Defence
• Penumbra
• Pest Cometh
• Sealer Of Fates
• Severings
• Shorespread God
• Sown Are The Seeds Of Death
• Swift Turns Of War
• The Aphotic Depths
• The Blunt Weapon
• The Momentum
• Thus Came Dying Unto Kaffa
• Where Night Is Total