Malady
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Sparing none,
It spread far and wide,
Embracing its victims with a death's grip.
In a glimpse of an eye
It swept the whole town clean
Leaving only bloodshed behind
A sight sore to the eye
Sparing none,
It spread far and wide,
Embracing its victims with a death's grip.
In a glimpse of an eye
It swept the whole town clean
Leaving only bloodshed behind
A sight sore to the eye