.YEAR 1348.

Cold filled lungs, death rips this chest. Black like cancer, turns skin to stone. A dark gloom filled sky. Far is the reach of the sun. Warmth of a light. Signs of a hope. A dark gloom filled mind. Damned alone, this plague is cursed. A demon waits, beyond this tomb. A dark gloom filled sky. Thirty seven years left alone to rot. Among this fourteenth century plague.