Bodies deformed way beyond belefe,
Cast out from their conserned society.
Blood contorting day after day,
Freek of the dark world is
what the people say.
Their life decays before their eyes
There is no hope of cure...
Among their own kind
they live a life that is so obscure.
First an arm, and then a leg,
deterioration grows. Rotting while they breathe.
Death comes slow!
Leprosy will take control and
bring you to your death.
No chanse of a normal life,
to live just the rest.
Leprosy will spread in time,
your boddy soon to change.
Appearance becomes hideous.
A sight too much to take...
Tuberculoid, the most severe,
decay of the nerves comes fast.
Sense of feeling soon to be gone,
life will never last...
LEPROSY