Abaddon Incarnate - Vermin Apocalypse lyrics

From the saline depths of Issyk kull, Parasites they carry to us, a gift to our filthy unwashed ways Vermin apocalypse parasitic d**h, ma** despair, terror, unseen k**er Hear ye! Bring out your dead, The plague doctor's futile attempts to heal them have failed Cursed is cursed was and cursed will be, Damn to world and it's sick to hell, that is my decree Rotting corpses fill the gutter, morbid shadow haunts my days Cursed of this pox disease, vermin apocalypse. Dead children, cling to dead mothers breast, Drunken fathers in despair commit suicide Plague Doctors, hide behind, bestial masques, Their magic is obsolete in the face of this pestilence Rotting corpses fill the gutter, morbid shadow haunts my days Cursed of this pox disease, vermin apocalypse.