[Chorus]:
Won't be home for Christmas
Skin's pale, white as snow
White death or black death? Cause is unknown
Won't be home for Christmas
It's sad to see
In the ground, in a coffin
Surrounded by family

[Verse 1]:
Won't be home for Christmas
I know you'll miss this
Tears upon the wishlist
Death's unknown
Everyone's scared
Fatality rates rising, multiplying
How did this happen? Nobody knows

[Pre-Chorus]:
When will I be home?
Struck with fear
Is this going to escalate?
Death (Is it near?)
Trembling in fear

[Verse 2]:
Something's wrong
There's pus, blood, necrosis evеrywhere
Civilians dying, getting scarеd, they stop and stare
Damn, there's a new pandemic? Everyone's wheezing
Autopsies multiply, survival rate's looking dry
Is there any treatment? Laying in a hospital bed
Blood transfusions, gruesome amputations
Continuous, countless deaths
This is real, not poetry, who's Macbeth?
Countless graves, nobody is left alive
Nobody gets to strive, only live in strife
Effects can't be reversed, that's just life
Inevitability is a lie when applied to death
Can't use protection to hide, time's running low
Last breath? This can't be it (No, no, no)
[Refrain]:
Won't be home for Christmas
Skin's pale, white as snow
White death or black death?
Won't be home for Christmas
Skin's pale, white as snow
White death or black death?

[Outro]:
Snowfall, crying