Replacing God, human hands conceive and contort a vile creation.
A fatal form is about to be born,
A curse that's birthed with a purpose.
Fear is an infallible distraction when populations confirm.
Propaganda blinds them all while before their eyes, the blueprint to a deceptive design unfolds.

An infectious catalyst has been utilized and deployed, to initiate and spread the installment of new order.
The encroaching wave invades your home.
Silence with no trace of its presence,
This was created to destroy.

Silent, with no trace of its presence and created to destroy.

This is pain,
This is real bloodshed,
And you're surrounded by suffering.
No precaution can spare you from infection,
This was created to destroy.

This is pain,
This is real bloodshed,
And you're surrounded by suffering.

Sharing in these repulsive transformations, your family watches in horror as the symptoms take hold.
Vomit spews and internal acids burn your throat.
Blood flows from every orifice, your body's virulently overtaken.

Conditions worsen as skin cracks and begins to peel.
The fissures spread exposing flesh.
Skin cracks and begins to peel,
The fissures spread exposing flesh.

You are the first to fall victim to instant contagiousness,
Skin cracks and begins to peel.
You are the first of many to suffer from this epidemic,
The precursor to enslavement.

The streets are overflown with the presence of stagnant corpses,
The first victims of infection.
Their stricken bodies omit a formidable stench of dermal decomposition.

The vile scent of death has crept unto your doorstep,
Intruded your sensory glands, stimulating a thirst for further investigation.
An urge you should never have acted upon.

Oblivious to the perils you've entered.
Presumed to be dead, the infected are resurrected.

Like a swarm they approach with malicious intent and amongst them all you're surrounded.

The starving horde overtakes you,
Teeth and nails desperately serrate through delicate flesh.
Their abuse rips open fresh wounds, exposing your blood to their hazardous pathogens.

You're now one with the infected,
Soon to be revitalized by an unholy resurrection.

Let it spread.

With each person infected, the contagion grows stronger.

Virally re-animated, through a continuous cycle, you have risen as a vessel of contaminants by which the contagion shall spread.

Increasingly civilians contract the infection at an alarming rate, flooding nearest cities in a rampage to satisfy their now instinctive thirst, depopulating the human race.

A manhunt is upon us by a selective few appointed under governmental regulation,
To track and exterminate the infected in an effort to resolve their disastrous situation.

Possessing endless amounts of weaponry, authorities unleash their personal army of hired mercenaries,
Paid to wage war against an ongoing adversary.

Upon first sight of the infected, they fall victimized to gunfire.
In an emotionless disposal of life, this has become another inhumane display of execution.

Remnants of exploded skulls and floating grey matter, hundreds of bullet-filled bodies litter the streets.
The pavement's soaked red as a result of bloodshed,
Another town's left in ruin by the war against infection.

You awake to the putrid stench of decomposing flesh,
Welcome to oblivion.
Do not pray, for salvation won't come,
Your savior does not dwell in this place.

So turn your back on your faith,
It only further holds you captive.
You are the bastard dying children of this race,
Turn your back on all faith.

A desensitized state of consciousness disables every attempt to recall your origin.
The sight and pungence of scorched human remnants foreshadow the purpose of containment.

Showing symptoms of the afflicted ones, you're forcibly secluded from the general populous.
Restrained, sedated, and internally tested.
Archaic instruments have penetrated flesh.

Painfully extracting blood in search of virulent, crimson spray stains the walls.
Their draining torture device induces seizure.
Vital signs are weakened,
Sickness flows from every artery,
And there is no hope of survival for the diseased.

You are the bastard dying children of this race,
Condemned and left in quarantine.

There is no hope for survival,
Sickness flows from every artery.

Embrace oblivion,
You are the bastard dying children of this race.

As migraines become overwhelming, perception is rendered contorted.
Mentally you've grown unstable,
Devoid of human emotion.
Something has burrowed into your psyche, forcing you to lose touch with your own self.
A transformation is apparent,
You're becoming what was once unimaginable.

Alive but deceased,
Revived so long as life is drained completely.
Alive but deceased.

What remains is a symbiotic co-existence interdependent upon the blood and the flesh.

Recognizing the illness which threatens your body, you attempt to repress a horrid envisionment; that of your ill-fate, and the torment you'll face.

For sustenance of what dwells within, you are beckoned to satisfy its internal urge to feed,
Coerced to murder if necessary,
Possessed to consume decaying organisms that lie beneath.

Instantly vomiting upon devourment.

This appalling display of demoralization brings forth insight to your disease,
Damned forever to scavenge this land.
Further transforming into a monster that's alive but deceased,
Revived so long as life is drained completely.

As one of the infected, accept the fact that you're damned.

The apprehensive conditions of our nation
Is now expunged within human nature.
Surrender severely subliminal,
Upon the mercy of apparitions
Whom expressed little incentive deliberation.
In exchange for their beliefs do merely exist.
Below their pedestal of deceit,
Provided a mental solitude for extract from their design.
The outside is truly like a fine minute of this life.
Do you decide to fight in resistance?
Do you dare defy what subsequent exist in confinement?

Infiltrating defenses and evolving with every strand, the contagion shall continue to spread.

Stranded in a devastated wasteland of contaminants, the population is slowly depleting in distress.
What remains of a helpless civilization is depleted by an invisible threat.

So government drastically exerts its power,
Through the provision of new laws and enforcement of home invasions to search and extract those infected.

Containment camps are erected for protection under the "Anti-contagion act",
A document that holds no truth within its pages and provides no real solutions.

This is a persuasive attempt to further oppress you,

This is corruptive.

Witness a greater vision.
To purify the nation of its ailments, human rights are compromised, marshal law is put in effect to suppress public action and freedom of speech.
Politics swiftly evolve into a fascist tyranny.

Witness a greater vision.

Infiltrating defenses and evolving with every strand, the contagion shall continue to spread.
This is a greater vision, a long awaited master plan, which will begin and end in your oppression.

With retinas exposed towards an empty sky, the majority relies on religion,
Citing God as a scapegoat for this unrelenting plight.
Such devastation is not divine,
The corruptive hands of our leaders orchestrated their own nations decline.

Deceivers, transposing fear into a mechanism to delude their fraud.
Such devastation is not divine,
Don't believe their lies,
This plague was weaponized.

Such devastation is not divine,
These are lies.

You have been betrayed,
Overruled by an isolated state of secrecy that shall stimulate new birth into an age of suffering.

The population has contracted a viral infliction of life,
And now questions arise.

What shall be done with the damned?
So what shall be done with the damned?

This plague was weaponized with no source of antidote,
The only cure is genocide.

This plague was weaponized,
Extermination is the only cure.
So fall to your knees, they have you defeated.
Fall to your knees, they have you defeated.
Fall to your knees and die.

Government has influenced and orchestrated abduction of civilians
For use as subject in secretive experiments,
Forcibly exposing them to deadly pathogens.

Survival was never the outcome expected.

Survival was never expected.
Tests are conducted to observe a fatality of their infection,
Created with only harmful intent of slowly killing its host and increasing the potential to spread.

You are chosen, the first casualty to demonstrate its bodily affliction.

Suspended from appendages, your spinal cord is punctured.
The virulent's injected in an agonizing procedure.

Monitored at distance, initial ailments run its course.

Veins protrude and begin to rupture.
Flesh separates, hanging from weakened limbs.
Boils inflate with plasma, spontaneously bursting through the skin.

Your body is disfigured.

This experience continues to worsen as infection fully takes over.

Subjective to their sadistic experiments, you are transformed into a sight of abomination.

Every contagious strand must be wiped away,
Located and declared completely absent.
A national vaccination is underway, to eliminate the presence of infestation.

The presence of infestation must be eliminated at any price.

Purging a curse which they created to coercively transform the populous into slaves, the final goal is to depopulate, and a murderous cleansation process begins.

Immersed in filth, single file and blind-folded, the infected are imprisoned in awaitance of death.
Instantaneous as contamination, they are viciously slain by a barrage of ammunition.

Casualties quickly accumulate,
Casualties quickly accumulating.

Each blood-soaked corpse is gutted.
Innards disgorged, scraped barren for experimentation.
Empty and left for a massive stockpile to form, the rotted corpses are torched.
Bodies carefully cast aflame until the soil is littered with the steaming white ash of their remains.

Were your plans to overthrow?
I'll let you experience struggle.
Ignoring suggestive influence, your intellect has merely lead you to martyrdom.

Which shall serve as a deterrent for those who chose to follow.

Corrupting public thought, influencing paranoia, breeding a new infectious plight based off mental terrorism.
For such defection, find punishment in execution.

(Your execution)

For such defection, find punishment in execution.

Now face the repercussions of these acts.

Tortured, nearly beaten to death, your tongue is severed from your mouth, a reminder that there's no freedom of speech anymore.
As your soul bleeds out, your body shall be left to rot, and the rodents to feed upon your corpse.

Silence is simply that easy.

You have failed to deconstruct a flawless design,
Bow to a real oppressor.

Your voice and mind are the true contagion,
So you must be exterminated.