Infected by our callous acts.. Our blood flows the kiss of death.. Relentless disease as death tolls rise.. This virus breeds on human desire.. . Whether you lust the needle of the flesh, you've sealed your fate, a fate of death..
Tragic was the memory. A sacrifice of broken dreams. It turned the sky a fiery red. And dropped this curse onto my head. . For forty days and forty nights.
(Lips, Reiner, Allison, Dickson). Night has fallen. And the darkness hides an evil one. Feel his presence. Ever lurking in the shadows there. You can't see him but he's near.