Followers led to rot among their waste   A putrid path of torment and human debris   Infection of the soul   No purity   Tearing apart from the inside out   Sickness spreading further from the host   Spiraling out of control   As the 11th hour rears its ugly head   We embrace death as the only way   Consumed with fear and no apparent cure   Condemned as humanity’s demise   Incinerated to remove the plague   Thrown to the fires screaming   Burning half alive   We are the disease   We are the virus   There is no cure   Only extinction   Insanity only a step away   The sun begins to fade   This foreseen image of madness and the sheer panic floods the streets   We are the disease   We are the virus   There is no cure   Only extinction   Sickness spreading further from the host   Spiraling out of control   We are the disease   We are the virus   There is no cure   Only extinction