Healthy on minute, dead the next
Loved ones here, others gone
The plague has hit, no place to hide
You can run, you will fear
The Black Death is near
No cure, no defense
You will be affected, you will be hurt
No one is safe, no one is healthy
You can run, you will fear
The Black Death is near
The cart comes to your door
Another one gone there will be more
Not the tallest Castle
Or the strongest Knight will protect
From the richest King to the poorest Peasant
No one will win
Queens, Lords, and Serfs alike
You will try and all will fail
No hope left, you will see
You will fear for the Black Death is near