Pestilence 
dormant disease 
Spread like the plague 
Now roused it feeds 

Parasite 
An infectious malaise 
Inflicting its pain 
On the minds of the weak 

What fate awaits the bewildered herd 
When the whole is far less than the parts of the sum 
What demons wait to haunt our living dream 
Can we resist the lure of the promised land 

Who will man the wall 
When the infected storm the gate 
Who will stand tall 
On the shoulders of their predecessors 

Who will light the flame 
To dispel [bad word] dark age 
Who will guard the torch 
When the darkness engulfs us all 

Imminent 
catastrophic release 
The [bad word] inflames 
Rampant lunacy 

Can we defy the weight of history 
And shake the madness before it engulfs 
Must knowledge die another slow death 
As disease, [bad word] its course 

Must we endure another dark age 
Before this burden is unshackled from our back 
Then once more when the memory fades 
Will the darkness gather for attack 

The vulnerable fall to the bite of dogmata 
Teeth dripping with poison through a maniacal grin 
Drenched in the blood 
Of the children they've martyred 
Inarticulate screams, the night closes in