[ Featuring Lone Ninja, DJ Madhandz ]
They always start with a kind of storm
You know, a powerful storm
And there's always this
This dark, thick rain like-like fresh motor oil
Storm started, somethin' happened
His face, his eyes were-, were, uh, different
By the time they tried to evacuate the cities
It was already too late
The infection was everywhere
The virus is harvesting, what do you mean H7N3?
Begin life in a lab in the first war of vaccines
Million die in the first week in the pandemic dreams
Reality, black death, smallpox, mutated disease
Flu-shot propaganda for all population and troops
Avoid the plague, it might have seeped into the room
It's now airborne with firestorm, signaling our doom
The dead returns with a pissed off zombie mood
The sprinkler system equipped with AuAg
Where they round up survivors in a cold facility
Watch the process of terror from the hill near the stream
I remain in a gas mask, I still filter my water clean
This isn't past tense or the plague of Athens
Couldn't be eradicated like smallpox in action
Avian influenza in the Jetstream is how it happens
2020 combined with coronavirus, bodies stacking
The world is now at the start of the influenza pandemic
It started as rioting
It was in the street outside
It was coming through windows
Sequence the virus and determine its origin
It was a virus
Something in the blood
A virus which has been engineered at a genetic level
To be helpful rather than harmful
This city's sick like disease and it can't be cured
Few that remained, their brain's stained with the bloodshed
In a smokescreen state
Death, disease
You feel a burning sensation
Nothing remains
This city's sick like disease and it can't be cured
Few that remained, their brain's stained with the bloodshed
In a smokescreen state
Death, disease
You feel a burning sensation
You'll have to act fast, grab your gas mask
Bad disaster has passed
Anarchy, cataclysm
Stand guard please, blast your big guns
Havoc's begun, viral outbreak
Tragic things done, crowds renounce faith
Atrocious horror witnessed, broke the hopes of optimistic
Scope is post-apocalyptic
Lone is harsh and vicious, gross and darker
Throwing darts, blow apart the wicked
Foes know I'm sadistic
Cold, my aura is sick, soldiers start resistance
Enemy troops in NBC suits
We shoot, then we regroup
Conquer weak with armed fleet
Bomb the streets with Dr. Creep
The scientific criteria for an influenza pandemic have been met
You need a doctor to tell you that
This virus is human
Radio stopped broadcasting
There were reports of infection in Paris to New York
The army blockades were overrun
(What scientists know about this new strain)
Decided to raise the level of influenza pandemic alert
This city's sick like disease and it can't be cured
Few that remained, their brain's stained with the bloodshed
In a smokescreen state
Death, disease
You feel a burning sensation
Nothing remains
This city's sick like disease
And it can't be cured
Few that remained
Their brain's stained with the bloodshed
In a smokescreen state
Death, disease
You feel a burning sensation
Can I look at one of these gas masks?
(Sure, what do you wanna look at?)
