Invaders' Plague

They come from other lands, seeking gold Looking for conquest, wanting the lands we hold We don't expect the aftermath of their coming But then it hits you like a train Women weep The weak forever sleep Pain confines you To your bed It will be your grave As you die From this Invaders' plague The invaders' plague The sores erupt on your body Don't touch them or else you'll explode The scars will leave you disfigured You'll go insane from the mental load Fathers die Their children cry Torture of this disease Must end You're wishing for a grave As you die From this Invaders' plague The invaders' plague Turn into nothing Let go It will never leave you Your life Is pain The sores emerge from their slumber When they rupture, they burst You'll be a corpse But there could be worse Civilization is no more The survivors are slaughtered Make way for settlers to come in hordes And lead the dogs to the fodder Silence Is deafening All who remain Must fall And be put into graves As they die From this Invaders' plague The invaders' plague No survivors