[Interlude 1]
They always start with a kind of storm. [?] real powerful storm. And there's always this um... dark, thick rain, like fresh motor oil. [...] storm started, somethin' happened. His face. His eyes were—were, uh—different
“By the time they tried to evacuate the cities, it was already too late. The infection was everywhere”
[Interlude 1]
They always start with a kind of storm. [?] real powerful storm. And there's always this um... dark, thick rain, like fresh motor oil. [...] storm started, somethin' happened. His face. His eyes were—were, uh—different
“By the time they tried to evacuate the cities, it was already too late. The infection was everywhere”
[Verse 1: DR. CREEP]
The virus is harvesting, what do you mean H7N3?
Begin life in a lab in the first war of vaccines
Million die in the first week in the pandemic dreams
Reality, black death, smallpox, mutated disease
Flu-shot propaganda for all population and troops
Avoid the plague; it might have seeped into the room
It's now airborne with firestorm, signal our doom
The dead returns with a pissed off zombie mood
The sprinkler system equipped with AuAg
Where they round up survivors? In a cold facility
Watch the process of terror from the hill near the stream
I remain in a gas mask; I still filter my water clean
This isn't past tense or the plague of Athens
Couldn't be eradicated like smallpox in action
Avian influenza in the jetstream is how it happens
2020 combined with coronavirus, bodies stacking
[Interlude 2]
“The world is now at the start of the influenza pandemic.”
“It started as rioting. It was in the street outside. It was coming through windows....”
“Sequence the virus and determine its origin”
“It was a virus”
“Something in the blood”
“A virus which has been engineered at a genetic level to be helpful rather than harmful”
[Scratches: DJ MAD HANDZ]
“This city's sick like disease and it can't be cured”
“Few that remained, their brain's stained with the bloodshed”
“In a smokescreen state” “Death, disease”
“You feel a burning sensation” “Nothing remains”
“This city's sick like disease
And it can't be cured” “Few that remained
Their brain's stained with the bloodshed” “In a smokescreen state”
“Death, disease” “You feel a burning sensation”
[Verse 2: Lone Ninja]
You'll have to act fast, grab your gas mask
Bad disaster has passed
Anarchy, cataclysm
Stand guard please, blast your big guns
Havoc's begun, viral outbreak
Tragic things done, crowds renounce faith
Atrocious horror witnessed, broke the hopes of optimistic
Scope is post-apocalyptic
Lone is harsh and vicious, gross and darker
Throwing darts, blow apart the wicked
Foes know I'm sadistic
Cold, my aura is sick, soldiers start resistance
Enemy troops in NBC suits
We shoot, then we regroup
Conquer weak with armed fleet
Bomb the streets with DR. CREEP
[Interlude 3]
“The scientific criteria for an influenza pandemic have been met”
“You need a doctor to tell you that”
“This virus is human”
“Radio stopped broadcasting. There were reports of infection in Paris and New York”
“The army blockades were overrun”
“What scientists know about this new strain”
“Decided to raise the level of influenza pandemic alert”
[Scratches: DJ MAD HANDZ]
“This city's sick like disease and it can't be cured”
“Few that remained, their brain's stained with the bloodshed”
“In a smokescreen state” “Death, disease”
“You feel a burning sensation” “Nothing remains”
“This city's sick like disease
And it can't be cured” “Few that remained
Their brain's stained with the bloodshed” “In a smokescreen state”
“Death, disease” “You feel a burning sensation”
[Interlude 4]
Can I look at one of these gas masks?
Sure. What do you wanna look at?
[Interlude 1]
Si fänken ëmmer mat enger Aart vu Stuerm un. [?] Real mächteg Stuerm. An do an dëser ... Alles ... däischter, Den Dick Reen, wéi frësch Motipellenz. [...] Stuerm huet opgestan, iergend eppes geschitt. Säi Gesiicht. Seng Ae ware-waren, äh-anescht
"Mat der Zäit hu se probéiert d'Stied ze evakuéieren, war et schonn ze spéit. D'Infektioun war iwwerall "
[Vers 1: Dr. Creep]
De Virus ass Ernte, wat mengs du h7n3?
Fänken d'Liewen an engem Labo am éischte Krich vun Impfungen un
Millioune stierwen an der éischter Woch an der Pandemiker Dreem
Realitéit, Black Doud, Lastpox, Mutes Krankheet
Grippeschoss Propaganda fir all Bevëlkerung an Truppen
Vermeit d'Pest; Et kann an de Raum gesi ginn
Et ass elo Loftborger mat Fiedem, signaléiert eis DOOM
Déi Doudeger kënnt zréck mat engem gepissenen Zombie Stëmmung
De Sprinkler System mat Auag ausgestatt
Wou si ronderëm Iwwerliewenden opstoen? An enger kaler Ariichtung
Kuckt de Prozess vum Terror vum Hiwwel bei der Baach
Ech bleiwen an enger Gasmask; Ech filteren nach ëmmer mäi Waasser propper
Dëst ass net laanscht ugespaant oder d'Pest vun Athen
Konnt net wéi de klengepox an Handlung eragoen
Avian Arigerza am Jetsetream ass wéi et geschitt
2020 kombinéiert mam Coronavirus, Kierper stackelen
[Interlude 2]
"D'Welt ass elo um Ufank vun der Infrenna Pandemic."
"Et huet ugefaang als Rieler. Et war an der Strooss dobausse. Et war duerch Windows komm .... "
"Sequenz de Virus a bestëmmen seng Hierkonft"
"Et war e Virus"
"Eppes am Blutt"
"E Virus deen an engem geneteschen Niveau ugemellt ass fir hëllefräich ze sinn, anstänneg schiedlech"
[Kratzer: DJ Mad Handz]
"Dës Chrëschtlech krank wéi Krankheet an et kann net geheelt ginn"
"E puer, déi blouf, huet hir Gehir mat dem Blutt geschloen
"An engem Fëmmertcreen Staat" "Doud, Krankheet"
"Dir fillt eng brennend Sensatioun" "näischt bleift"
"D'Stad krank wéi Krankheet
An et kann net "e puer geheelt ginn", déi bloufen
Hire Gehir ass mat dem bluddege "an engem Fëmmertcreen-Staat"
"Doud, Krankheet" "Dir fillt eng brennen Sensatioun"
[Vers 2: eenzege Ninja]
Dir musst séier handelen, gräifen Är Gasmask
Schlecht Katastroph ass vergaangen
Anarchie, Cataclysm
Stand Guard w.e.g., sprengt Är grouss Waffen
Havoc's ugefaang, Viral Ausbroch
Tragic Saache gemaach, Kraider renken Glawen
Atomous Horror Zeien, gebrach d'Hoffnungen vun optimistescher
Ëmfang ass post-apokalyptesch
Lone ass schwéier a béis, grousst an däischter
Darts werfen, blosen ausser de Béisen
Foes wëssen, datt ech Sadistik sinn
Kal, meng Aura ass krank, Zaldote fänken erëm Resistenz
Feind Truppen an NBC Suits
Mir schéissen, da restroe mir
Erobert schwaach mat bewaffnete Flott
Bombardéiert d'Stroosse mam Dr. Creep
[Interlude 3]
"De wëssenschaftleche Kritäre fir eng Infullzaagesch sinn eis getraff"
"Dir braucht en Dokter fir Iech dat ze soen"
"Dëse Virus ass mënschlech"
"Radio gestoppt opgehalen Ausgaben. Et goufe Rapporten vun der Infektioun zu Paräis an New York "
"D'Arméi Blockadaen waren iwwerrannt"
"Wéi eng Wëssenschaftler wëssen iwwer dës nei Stamm"
"Decidéiert den Niveau vun der Infrenza Pandemic Alert ze erhéijen"
[Kratzer: DJ Mad Handz]
"Dës Chrëschtlech krank wéi Krankheet an et kann net geheelt ginn"
"E puer, déi blouf, huet hir Gehir mat dem Blutt geschloen
"An engem Fëmmertcreen Staat" "Doud, Krankheet"
"Dir fillt eng brennend Sensatioun" "näischt bleift"
"D'Stad krank wéi Krankheet
An et kann net "e puer geheelt ginn", déi bloufen
Hire Gehir ass mat dem bluddege "an engem Fëmmertcreen-Staat"
"Doud, Krankheet" "Dir fillt eng brennen Sensatioun"
[Interlude 4]
Kann ech ee vun dëse Gasmaske kucken?
Sécher. Wat wëlls du kucken?