Epidemic
Contamination of all hope and faith
The treasure of human suffering
Rats fed themselves in the human wastes
Remains of pestilence
The ambient stench
With the fetid winds of transformation
The kingdom of Pestis
Announced by the impure heralds
Rat shit, bubonic host
Death and pestilence towards mankind
XXI century poison
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Incredible how one man can compose such a thing. Beautiful. Today's one-man bands (or projects) are to me contemporary composers comparable to those from the old times like Wagner, plus they are their own orchestra... WolfGang