Cadavers

The cadavers they are smelling down by elysian fields
The water's been corrupted and the people do feel ill
The death carts visit visit your house today
To take away the loved ones who have passed away
The plague it shows no mercy on whom it does take
It has no sense of justice
The evil can escape
And after it has gorged itself on your loved one's flesh
It will disappear until it strikes afresh