Black death always crawls our neck

And the 14th century had seen

Pandemic spawned out at black sea

While Kaffa lay siege to Khan Djam Bek's hordes


His soldiers fall one by one

The pest brings fast the end of war

The last he did was throwing corpses over Kaffa's wall

The hawkers sail to Italy to spread disease we've never seen

To sell their wares and bringing death from south to north of Europe


Refrain:

Blessed Pestilence

Insects fly my eyes

Raging suicide

My flesh needs grave

I fear

To rot in isolation