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acute fever, coma takes the place

of hallucinatory states

flea bites you will cough your souls

plague bacteria takes control

extinct clades revived

no gene mutation this time

will it be two or will it be seven

before all choke and die

flocks of people wandering insane

blind and bubbling cries of blame

faithless, no one trust their god

enshrouded in the fog

invoking sacred hogs

murrain, bring out your dead

murrain, may it be fed

take dried flowers, camphor mint and spice

increase the rate of lies

put the bird mask, and fool yourself once more

like you did so much before

blurring sights forevermore

murrain, dead bring out dead

murrain, it has been fed

humanity denied

nothing has saved their lives

it has been two and it has been seven

but everyone choked and died