Yersinia Pestis Lyrics

Out of sight, in the summer sweatiness,
An exchange of money, money for silence
An exchange of invisible evil forerunner of death.

The rumor is born, the plague is in town
The rumor is born, the black death is here!

Welcome to hell, under the hell of the southern sun
It looks like an apocalypse, thousands of rotten corpses
Confined in remparts of horror,
Death behind closed doors!

Sacrificed for commerce!
Sacrificed for money!

Go now, far away and forever
(and take your greed with you!)

Fear, terror, pain, horror, sacrifice, thank you!!!