The Plague Songtext
von Temple of Dread

Dead sight, sore eyes
An empty stare
Raging unrest
Desperate fear
Raw tongue, fevers
Burning head
Rotting stomach
Empties green and black

The plague will hit us all
The plague

Pungent stench
Acral rot off
Septic drench
Pervasive deaths

Burning fire from within
The plague will pulverize
Pandemic bale and sufferings
Worm-infested, never rested
Solitude for the infected


The plague will hit us all
The plague will hit us all

The plague
The plague will hit us all

The plague takes over
Death to all
Vacant throne shaking
An empire to fall

Putrid feces
Ruby red
Asphyxiate
To liquidate
Puke the guts out
Fade to death
Gastric vomit
Contagious breath

Burning fire from within
The plague will pulverize
Pandemic bale and sufferings
Worm-infested, never rested
Solitude for the infected


The plague will hit us all

The plague
The plague will hit us all
The plague will hit us all