Dystopia A.D. - Fields of Carrion (feat. Michael E. Gordon)

Night falls
The burning pyres
Casting ghosts in the sky
Blood boils
The stench of death
A cruel reminder of destiny
Mass graves for remains of the infected
Black waves cleanse the ashes from the sand

We'll find a way to carry on
Through fields of carrion
This plague may one day bury us all

Smoldering
In quarantine
Survival through isolation
The cold wind
Is whispering
Prayers of desperation
Mass graves for remains of the infected
Black waves cleanse the ashes from the sand

We'll find a way to carry on
Through fields of carrion
This plague will one day bury us all

Inhale the darkness of this blistering scourge
Bleed from within as the virus begins
Consuming your flesh while your spirit is purged
Armor and vests and shelters protect from the trappings of war
But there's no defense
For advanced pestilence
A bulletproof swarm

I retch on the taste of blood
Fall to my knees with a sickening thud
I die, fire in my lungs
A feeble goodbye drifts from the tongue

We'll find a way to carry on
Through fields of carrion
This plague may one day bury us all
And when the reaper calls for me
I'll die with dignity
No wasted tears no sympathy

The last bells crack the sky
Steadfast in the face of death
A plague born of unnatural design
Steadfast in the face of death

Written by:
Chris Whitby

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