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Ring around the roses till we all fall down
Pocket full of posses till we all drown
Nothing can out run the wave
No one is saved
Our mouths fill with black foam
Out in the back is where the bodies roam
The Blue Sickness will take your soul
Vermin will bite your toes
Bodies rose from the snow
Vengeance in their black veins
Riding horses with blood stained mains
Hide the children in their homes
Flee to the ground all alone
One, two
Death is coming for you
Three, four
Yet you come back for more
Ring around the roses till we all fall down
Pocket full of posses till we all drown
Nothing can out run the wave
No one is saved
Our mouths fill with black foam
Out in the back is where the bodies roam
The Blue Sickness will take your soul
We all will die
So why do we try?
The rats come in masses
Death in the air
Go hide in your layer
Your safe no-where
One, two
Death is coming for you
Three, four
Yet you come back for more
Ring around the roses till we all fall down
Pocket full of posses till we all drown
Nothing can out run the wave
No one is saved
Our mouths fill with black foam
Out in the back is where the bodies roam
The Blue Sickness will take your soul
The Dark Age has come
All hope is dead X4
Ring around the roses till we all fall down
Pocket full of posses till we all drown
Nothing can out run the wave
No one is saved
Our mouths fill with black foam
Out in the back is where the bodies roam
The Blue Sickness will take your soul
