Plague plays her deadly games
In the dress of smoking brash
Like in folly sinful dance
Waiting under rain of tears
Smiling eyes under black mask
She will visit every home
Meet her, open up your doors
You'll have no time to ask
She can give you everything
Tears and graves and holly prays
Only wailful words to sing
Read the book of your last days
In the darkness of the night
She will stalk in to your room
Stay with you in empty bed
Whisper prophecies of doom
Plague...
Prays...
Infinitum...
Pestis...
Preces...
Audi, vide, sile...
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