Pestilence

Music:Mameli
Lyrics:Foddis
Lost in the desert for reasons unknown
An extensive barren plain before you
A gruesome affliction;the heat of the sun
Don't really know in what direction to go
Make your way in the loose sand
No protecting shade in this hostile land
It's not the hunger but it's the thirst
The awful suffering which vexes you worst
Hallucinations;thirst drives you insane
The shrinking of your skin, bursting lips
your body-fluid is floating away
The claws of death got you in their grip