Injustrial - Plague March Lyrics

Before the mighty kings
Come tales of carrion wings
A silence from within
A plague upon the wind
A whisper under breath
The gentlest touch of death
A thief of flesh and thought
Lends speed to feet of rot

March in lockstep to the drums
Something wicked this way comes
A blight upon the land
Heralds the end of man
As steady as the tide
Upon a pale horse rides
An omen on his scythe
The stars go dark tonight

Let merry loose and play
A song of sweet decay
The bells of lepers toll
A pox upon your soul
With blade and bolt of rust
Comes legions from the dust
Thus ends another age
Before the lord of plagues

March in lockstep to the drums
Something wicked this way comes
A blight upon the land
Heralds the end of man
As steady as the tide
Upon a pale horse rides
An omen on his scythe
The stars go dark tonight