The end of the world 
Is sooner than we thought
No one shall liver another day
The smell of Black Death
Reeks in the air
Of recently filthy deceased
Torments and madness
Invading the world
The future of mankind has changed
Epidemic fears, growing faster
Evolution is uncertain
When there is no more room in hell
Blackest force will take us all
When there is no more room in hell
It's the day the dead will walk the earth
Attack – By the ghoulish fiends
Suffer – By the toxic wounds
Die – From the pain
Hell – Now part of the plague