[Hook]
The real face
Devil race
Caukazoid Germ
We quarantined the bodies for thirty-six hours prior
The epidemic had spread, and we earned rank, and rivaled opinions
Its seeds formed the mass-grave, dug three meters deep
Laced the grave with lime and then lowered the plastic sheets
The most deadly virus on earth, that's what we were told
Fever followed by hemorrhages and then the organs corrode quickly
I felt sickly on arrival to quarantine
And then thought about the dream
Or rather its cousin's form in death's theatrics
This village served as a circle, end-around, with no public display
And to our dismay we touched the bodies without gloves
To shield us from that which we disposed of
Not knowing of the fact, there's more infection for those without protection
I felt the hot flashes on arrival to the field
Smelled disease in the air and saw little children frozen in kneeling position
The world health organizations had lied
It was less than forty hours since the first people had died
With that in mind, we realized transmission was still plausible
Some of the men on the team felt nausea and demanded hospital care on sight
Earlier in the night, I had a vision that it spread
Through the fruit from the field and that my wife was already dead
In thirty-six cities, the disease was spreading rapidly
And each passing minute saw another person fall
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The real face
Devil race
Caukazoid Germ
Incompetence on sight, some of these kids were only babies
Pale white bodies infiltrated by stupidity
But the validity of the situation made the risk less morbid
And I touched each corpse with love as if it was my own child
"Respect that which you know holds death in your hands."
My father told me that the moment before he left us all alone
And now I'm all alone, in a real world of real lies
Passing themselves without a chance of resurrection, and no protection
Can work as well as common sense in this case
My hands are more stable than the lowest bidder, and in my place
No man can stand with respect for self
Except I expect I'd persevere through this, 'cause if
One bit of it spreads, than we're all dust-to-dirt
So I float with my guardian angels as extra measures
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The real face
Devil race
Caukazoid Germ
As soon as that be, the sweat fell into the body, I knew the curse
I put my hands upon my face instead of calling for the nurse
The fever in my body broke away from hypochondria
If this is the sacrifice, than it's the price I got to pay
Thought about my wife, rest myself assured
Laid down in the cold amongst the lime-ridden corpses
And prayed my last prayer on one knee
To a god that I don't even believe in
[Hook]
The real face
Devil race
Caukazoid Germ
Caukazoid Germ was written by Vaughn Robert Squire.