Andromeda Strain

A predator Awaits

His time to be discovered

Just waiting for a prey

The index case

He will spread the death

Through all the race

The horseman of the plague

Now it' s useless

to pray . . .

Andromeda strain you will die soon

Loosing blood through every hole

Melena, myalgia and fever

Ebola-like disease

Now you have the touch of death

Deterioration by sweating blood

Repulsive body in

Agony . . .

The prophecy was true

Eradication of our kind

Alone we walk the path

Many of us will die

Only the chosen may survive this time . . .

Of chaos and death

Your face becomes a mask

Of expressionless white skin

From where the sunken eyeballs

Cry bloody tears that fall

Screams from all around

Everywhere the bloody eyes

That stare with the horror

Only death can paint

in the eyes . . .

[Chorus]

The prophecy was true...

[Solo Tono]

Struggling to breath

Walking through streets

Where convulsing bodies

Just fall and die

Before your eyes

The vision of the slaughter

Of a heartless killer

You see a pregnant women

With a fetal loss

And genital bleeding

There's nothing you can do

But pray for her

She died in a state of shock

And the pain of her lost

[Solo Ndua]

Your time has come

nausea , vomiting, bleeding, myalgia, fever

anuria, melena, delirium, tachypnea, convulsions

coma, stertor, death

[Chorus]

Has ended with our kind ?

There's no disease

That can kill us all

A few just may survive

There's hope, an other chance

[Lead Ndua]

But for now the silence reigns

Many corpses in the slaughter field

With their static bloody eyes

Just wondering why?

The smell of rotting flesh

Floats with the wind

That also caries the disease