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Troparion for the White Plague Lyrics

Sun rise, a smell in the wind speaks the death of another soul
Rainfall, a bacterial barrage of perplexing dimensions

A night in the hours of darkness
Before rimes and hymns were branded
A witch respelling the tome of the d***ed
One was told she had no eyes, nor for soul
Altherion summon the d***ed summon the d***ed
Son of the plague of the rotting dead

Murderer, devious malady
Fallen ones, dance on your graves
Taint by fever
The l*** and flesh of humanity
Troparion for the white plague
Silence, only squeals and shiver from the vermin in the water
Sickness spreading trough the gutters

Flesh from a raven
Spleen from an embryo in a b***** both
Skin of a horse
With garlic and vampire guts
Altherion, son of the d***ed, son of the d***ed
Summon the plague of the rotting dead
A kiss from to the prince of the dead
By mourning and suffering, people shall die
The year of the plague sets in
Fallen ones, dance with me
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