Pestilence
The Faceless
A flourishing plague consumes the masses
Emaciated figures dying in the streets
Boils and sores devour their flesh
Vital organs turn to sludge
This inescapable fate captures humanity
With every hour more victims fall
Mass hysteria becomes the protocol
Civilization turns to savagery
With no hope for a cure in sight
Science becomes futile in the chaos
Disease ridden humans play out their final days as ravenous animals
A bastardized version of man which cannot be reversed
Limbs and appendages rot and fall off
Leaving hideous creatures in tormented hell
Suffering life forms await death in the misery of defeat
Mass graves filled with diseased bodies
Spreading sickness posthumously