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Disease lurks deep
It’s host to keep
Your constant contact is how it eats
It feeds within
Beneath your skin
You can’t see the evil sickness grin
Panic spreads
As we bury dead
Keeps on thriving as we count our beds

There is no cure
We must endure
Left in the wake
Of this outbreak

Stores run dry
Families cry
The separation drives apart good byes
Isolate to live
Time you give
You beg for this disease to forgive
Supplies run short
The sick deport
The world turns on fed by life support

There is no cure
We must endure
Left in the wake
Of this outbreak

Pull the plug
There is no drug
The people here crushed like a bug
A simple strain
Disease will reign
The sickness won a planet gained
A story told
Alone and cold
The outbreak now has taken hold

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from Index Case: The Quarantine Sessions​.​.​., released May 4, 2020
Wraith

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