The Sick, The Dying… And The Dead!

(Bring out your dead)
 
 (Bring out your dead)
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 (Bring out your dead)
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 (Bring out your dead)
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 Invaders came on phantom ships
 Sailed the Black Sea west to Sicily, yeah, yeah
 The sick, the dying, and the dead
 All that was left from this cursed disease, yeah, yeah
 ♪
 It was the fleas onboard that bit infected
 Rats got blood inside of the fleas, yeah, yeah
 Soon the ghost ships tied up to the docks
 The path of the plague was complete, yeah, yeah
 ♪
 The sweet smell of roses, a pocketful of posies
 You can't mask the fragrance of death in their beds
 There's typhus in the air, and ashes everywhere
 Amongst the sick, the dying, and the dead
 Feral creatures feasting on the dead
 Devour rancid human meat, yeah, yeah
 Death and sickness permeate their bones
 Rich or poor, they're dragged through the streets, yeah, yeah
 Open up your eyes, so you can see
 All the sick, the dying, and the dead
 ♪
 Die, die, die
 Die, die, die
 Die, die, die
 Die, die, die
 The sick, the dying, and the dead
 
 (Bring out your dead)
 
 (Bring out your dead)
 ♪
 (Bring out your dead)
 ♪
 (Bring out your dead)
 ♪
 Invaders came on phantom ships
 Sailed the Black Sea west to Sicily, yeah, yeah
 The sick, the dying, and the dead
 All that was left from this cursed disease, yeah, yeah
 ♪
 It was the fleas onboard that bit infected
 Rats got blood inside of the fleas, yeah, yeah
 Soon the ghost ships tied up to the docks
 The path of the plague was complete, yeah, yeah
 ♪
 The sweet smell of roses, a pocketful of posies
 You can't mask the fragrance of death in their beds
 There's typhus in the air, and ashes everywhere
 Amongst the sick, the dying, and the dead
 Feral creatures feasting on the dead
 Devour rancid human meat, yeah, yeah
 Death and sickness permeate their bones
 Rich or poor, they're dragged through the streets, yeah, yeah
 Open up your eyes, so you can see
 All the sick, the dying, and the dead
 ♪
 Die, die, die
 Die, die, die
 Die, die, die
 Die, die, die
 The sick, the dying, and the dead
 
 (Bring out your dead)
 
 (Bring out your dead)
 ♪
 (Bring out your dead)
 ♪
 (Bring out your dead)
 ♪
 Invaders came on phantom ships
 Sailed the Black Sea west to Sicily, yeah, yeah
 The sick, the dying, and the dead
 All that was left from this cursed disease, yeah, yeah
 ♪
 It was the fleas onboard that bit infected
 Rats got blood inside of the fleas, yeah, yeah
 Soon the ghost ships tied up to the docks
 The path of the plague was complete, yeah, yeah
 ♪
 The sweet smell of roses, a pocketful of posies
 You can't mask the fragrance of death in their beds
 There's typhus in the air, and ashes everywhere
 Amongst the sick, the dying, and the dead
 Feral creatures feasting on the dead
 Devour rancid human meat, yeah, yeah
 Death and sickness permeate their bones
 Rich or poor, they're dragged through the streets, yeah, yeah
 Open up your eyes, so you can see
 All the sick, the dying, and the dead
 ♪
 Die, die, die
 Die, die, die
 Die, die, die
 Die, die, die
 The sick, the dying, and the dead
 
 (Bring out your dead)
 
 (Bring out your dead)
 ♪
 (Bring out your dead)
 ♪
 (Bring out your dead)
 ♪
 Invaders came on phantom ships
 Sailed the Black Sea west to Sicily, yeah, yeah
 The sick, the dying, and the dead
 All that was left from this cursed disease, yeah, yeah
 ♪
 It was the fleas onboard that bit infected
 Rats got blood inside of the fleas, yeah, yeah
 Soon the ghost ships tied up to the docks
 The path of the plague was complete, yeah, yeah
 ♪
 The sweet smell of roses, a pocketful of posies
 You can't mask the fragrance of death in their beds
 There's typhus in the air, and ashes everywhere
 Amongst the sick, the dying, and the dead
 Feral creatures feasting on the dead
 Devour rancid human meat, yeah, yeah
 Death and sickness permeate their bones
 Rich or poor, they're dragged through the streets, yeah, yeah
 Open up your eyes, so you can see
 All the sick, the dying, and the dead
 ♪
 Die, die, die
 Die, die, die
 Die, die, die
 Die, die, die
 The sick, the dying, and the dead
 
 (Bring out your dead)
 
 (Bring out your dead)
 ♪
 (Bring out your dead)
 ♪
 (Bring out your dead)
 ♪
 Invaders came on phantom ships
 Sailed the Black Sea west to Sicily, yeah, yeah
 The sick, the dying, and the dead
 All that was left from this cursed disease, yeah, yeah
 ♪
 It was the fleas onboard that bit infected
 Rats got blood inside of the fleas, yeah, yeah
 Soon the ghost ships tied up to the docks
 The path of the plague was complete, yeah, yeah
 ♪
 The sweet smell of roses, a pocketful of posies
 You can't mask the fragrance of death in their beds
 There's typhus in the air, and ashes everywhere
 Amongst the sick, the dying, and the dead
 Feral creatures feasting on the dead
 Devour rancid human meat, yeah, yeah
 Death and sickness permeate their bones
 Rich or poor, they're dragged through the streets, yeah, yeah
 Open up your eyes, so you can see
 All the sick, the dying, and the dead
 ♪
 Die, die, die
 Die, die, die
 Die, die, die
 Die, die, die
 The sick, the dying, and the dead