Draped in the sickness that veils this world a crawling morbidity has now come to be The greedy hands of man finally comes undone the grip once terminal no longer but a dying grasp A neverending disease cut somewhat shorter atleast Human life the final plague corrupting this place now it burns away Forever erased soon to leave no trace no more creeping filth will infest this world Like a dirty stain, wiped away nothing more remains than a foul memory