The Sick, the Dying... and the Dead! Letra - Megadeth

Bring out your dead

Bring out your dead

Bring out your dead

Bring out your dead

Invaders came on phantom ships

Sailed the Black Sea West to Sicily, yeah, yeah

The sick, the dying, and the dead

All that was left from this cursed disease, yeah, yeah

It was the fleas onboard that bit infected

Rats got blood inside of the fleas, yeah, yeah

Soon the ghost ships tied up to the docks

The path of the plague was complete, yeah, yeah

The sweet smell of rosies, a pocketful of posies

You can't mask the fragrance of death in their beds

There's typhus in the air, and ashes everywhere

Amongst the sick, the dying, and the dead

Feral creatures feasting on the dead

Devour rancid human meat, yeah, yeah

Death and sickness permeate their bones

Rich or poor, they're dragged through the streets, yeah, yeah

Open up your eyes, so you can see

All the sick, the dying, and the dead

Die, die, die

Die, die, die

Die, die, die

Die, die, die

The sick, the dying, and the dead