Justinian
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โฑ๏ธ 5:24 duration
๐ ID: 14410648
๐ Lyrics
In the times of the mighty Byzantine
Procopius told the tale
Five forty one in Pelusium
Docere would not prevail
And the curse that would third the world
A millennia after would smite
The eastern Roman Empire and plunge them into night
Ten thousand dead a day
When the curse it did begin
Open sores and darkened hands of black obsidian
For centuries the infestation would stay
Wouldn't go away
The plague of Justinian
By the end of the story
There were millions in the grave
And a sobbing breath of sweet relief
They thought their god forgave
But the unseen plight would rest
Until the dark age came to pass
And it would ravage all the known world
And it's kill count would surpass
Ten thousand dead a day
When the curse it did begin
Open sores and darkened hands of black obsidian
And for centuries the infestation would stay
Wouldn't go away
The plague of Justinian
Ten thousand dead a day
When the curse it did begin
Open sores and darkened hands of black obsidian
For centuries the infestation would stay
Wouldn't go away
The plague of Justinian
Procopius told the tale
Five forty one in Pelusium
Docere would not prevail
And the curse that would third the world
A millennia after would smite
The eastern Roman Empire and plunge them into night
Ten thousand dead a day
When the curse it did begin
Open sores and darkened hands of black obsidian
For centuries the infestation would stay
Wouldn't go away
The plague of Justinian
By the end of the story
There were millions in the grave
And a sobbing breath of sweet relief
They thought their god forgave
But the unseen plight would rest
Until the dark age came to pass
And it would ravage all the known world
And it's kill count would surpass
Ten thousand dead a day
When the curse it did begin
Open sores and darkened hands of black obsidian
And for centuries the infestation would stay
Wouldn't go away
The plague of Justinian
Ten thousand dead a day
When the curse it did begin
Open sores and darkened hands of black obsidian
For centuries the infestation would stay
Wouldn't go away
The plague of Justinian
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[02:29.12] In the times of the mighty Byzantine
[02:31.83] Procopius told the tale
[02:34.19] Five forty one in Pelusium
[02:37.18] Docere would not prevail
[02:39.80] And the curse that would third the world
[02:41.91] A millennia after would smite
[02:44.56] The eastern Roman Empire and plunge them into night
[02:50.43] Ten thousand dead a day
[02:52.57] When the curse it did begin
[02:55.42] Open sores and darkened hands of black obsidian
[03:00.05] For centuries the infestation would stay
[03:03.16] Wouldn't go away
[03:06.18] The plague of Justinian
[03:18.17] By the end of the story
[03:20.26] There were millions in the grave
[03:22.88] And a sobbing breath of sweet relief
[03:25.27] They thought their god forgave
[03:27.62] But the unseen plight would rest
[03:29.51] Until the dark age came to pass
[03:32.46] And it would ravage all the known world
[03:34.84] And it's kill count would surpass
[03:38.58] Ten thousand dead a day
[03:40.65] When the curse it did begin
[03:43.69] Open sores and darkened hands of black obsidian
[03:48.12] And for centuries the infestation would stay
[03:51.28] Wouldn't go away
[03:54.23] The plague of Justinian
[04:36.19] Ten thousand dead a day
[04:38.26] When the curse it did begin
[04:41.13] Open sores and darkened hands of black obsidian
[04:45.98] For centuries the infestation would stay
[04:49.48] Wouldn't go away
[04:51.75] The plague of Justinian
[04:54.26]
[02:31.83] Procopius told the tale
[02:34.19] Five forty one in Pelusium
[02:37.18] Docere would not prevail
[02:39.80] And the curse that would third the world
[02:41.91] A millennia after would smite
[02:44.56] The eastern Roman Empire and plunge them into night
[02:50.43] Ten thousand dead a day
[02:52.57] When the curse it did begin
[02:55.42] Open sores and darkened hands of black obsidian
[03:00.05] For centuries the infestation would stay
[03:03.16] Wouldn't go away
[03:06.18] The plague of Justinian
[03:18.17] By the end of the story
[03:20.26] There were millions in the grave
[03:22.88] And a sobbing breath of sweet relief
[03:25.27] They thought their god forgave
[03:27.62] But the unseen plight would rest
[03:29.51] Until the dark age came to pass
[03:32.46] And it would ravage all the known world
[03:34.84] And it's kill count would surpass
[03:38.58] Ten thousand dead a day
[03:40.65] When the curse it did begin
[03:43.69] Open sores and darkened hands of black obsidian
[03:48.12] And for centuries the infestation would stay
[03:51.28] Wouldn't go away
[03:54.23] The plague of Justinian
[04:36.19] Ten thousand dead a day
[04:38.26] When the curse it did begin
[04:41.13] Open sores and darkened hands of black obsidian
[04:45.98] For centuries the infestation would stay
[04:49.48] Wouldn't go away
[04:51.75] The plague of Justinian
[04:54.26]