Disease Songtext
von Tears for the Dying

A disease called man
In sickness we stand
A disease called man
In sickness we stand

Why do we hate, why do we kill?
Smoke billows rise, people piled upon hills
Look up and plead, to the maker in need
This stench is too much, and we′re cold hungry and weak


Doctors of chaos in a nation divided
Experiments performed, no morphine provided
They tell us we're safe, but we know them to well
We know that we′re damned in this prison called Hell

A disease called man
In sickness we stand
A disease called man
In sickness we stand


Six pointed stars pinned to our skin
Wearing clothes of the dead, the smell of burned skin
Shrivelled remains dumped in a grave
While cadavers walk, victims of rage
Sunken eyes star from the side of the wall
Dusty windows gray as they march down the hall
Innocence lost, boots stomp on the floor
A flower for David as he walks through the door