A vision of horror on the horizon 
Shiver in the corner of your eye 
Pushing us forward out of cover 
And exposed 
Do you smell it in the air 
Virus in the sky 
running plague 
Through water and the mind 

Bailing sickness gesters and 
You're spent a carcass to be butchered 
Do you willingly submit to 
Changing times forfit release 
From this pain its picking you up 
Slicing you away 

Reaper in the wind 

Caution to how you tread even your 
Footsteps they will erase when the 
Proud fall they take all with them 
There is no escape from the shroud of death