Dark tendrils of disease
spread across the land
Twisting
clawing
Reaching until all of Europe
Is in the clutches of Death himself.
Women and children,
Men and kings alike,
a third of the population
all become victims
to the monster named Plague
It waits silently in the dark,
and the filth,
waiting for you to drop your guard.
The beast is hungry.
the beast must be fed.
It cannot be defeated,
It cannot be slain.
We live our lives in fear
of the demise
that waits around the corner.
Millions die,
more become ill
Darkness
in the form of disease
Death knows no prejudice
Plague knows no race
only hunger.
Will the darkness ever end?
Will this curse ever be lifted?
Will the slop of our miserable lives
ever be washed clean?
No one knows
but God above.
Save us.
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