It's 1346, the year of our lord
Darkness envelops the cities
A silent shadow marches unseen
While the stench of death lurks in the night
I wander among the living dead
To show them the path of redemption
I am known as the Medici
I am the one who cures the sick
Through nightmares I try to find my rest
Screams call my name at night, press tight upon my chest
Thousands of faces, miserable places, pleading for my help
I am the Medici, I am the one who banishes disease
As I get to them in haste
A withering soul lies on the ground
Darkness is coming this way
Bringing despair and decay
Has the world become so horrid and perverse?
That salvation comes in unrelated pestilence
My Lord don't leave us alone
For our sins we will atone
Help cleanse the darkness within
This black curse that seeps through our skins
Just a mortal soul
Soon I'll pay the toll
Forsaken and condemned
Comes this servant's bitter end
Just a mortal soul
Soon I'll pay the toll
Forsaken, mistaken
Comes this servant's bitter end
Just a mortal soul
Soon I'll pay the toll
Forsaken and condemned
Comes this servant's bitter end
Just a mortal soul
Soon I'll pay the toll
Forsaken, mistaken
Comes this servant's bitter end
Surrounded by silence, I'm writing this tale
While I wait for the shadow that calls for my name
Oh lord, have you abandoned us?
Lost and forsaken, my story is told