You fall, white light fell You fear the point death sent Rise, the dead is awake You like to find me in what's right Like to dream me in hell, dying
Artist: Obituary Transciptter/Copy righter: LSlasher [SLT] Band's artists: Frank Watkins James Murphy John
It's chopped in half Feel the blood spill from your mouth With rotting ways comes destiny We feel the soul taking over, bleed It's chopped in half Feel
the life we share! Please!, withstand the pain, I sent to you! The pain I sent to, you! The pain I sent to, you! Gods rest the dead! Which is my need
With the dying body dead With the dying the coming rotting With the dying the coming rot Rot in hell religious one Cold fate, the chosen son Find the
Destiny, feel disgrace I'm the one that's fallen I'm the one in pain I'm the one that's going Forces decay in pain By the light The suffer is cold There
Face yourself in burns with fortune Comes with the falling rain Peels down, racist game The death falls, blood pours And then we see lies pour, lies
Not the one Souls are gonna burn You're the one Coming down the dead Thru the darkness Skies are gonna shout Pray for lies But who's the one to go Streams
Ha Ha. Only true, only true Obituary and Diablo D., Skinner T, wants some pleasure. Bastard cycle. Profession of a make of myself. ...well with a spell
We're dying for our souls to learn We're dying for our souls to burn We're dying for our souls to learn We're dying
Spirits call, spirits rise Desolate sky, spirits die Haunting for the silence as the sickness falls within You've got your strays, the mice are killed
Final Thoughts Sigh on to you just lost the blow Sigh on to you Sigh on to you My friend Fell thoughts of soul's descend Final Thoughts Sigh on to
The killing is a mean rots in the pain Fight for the fear of rights The time is set scream for the help Fly thru the darkest nights The peeling is the
Come on, don't do well Where I feed the living hearts I got a torch to light Feel these smelted fires burn I don't care what they say I don't care, I
You are coming for, you're coming to You're killing for me Realize, the point is, the pain comes, the body fresh You're killing for me Kill for me, kill
Boundary has soldiers try I have come to read my friend The gifts of all those born and bred The living dead once more resign We're facing cause it'
Live face, live wars Live final fallen shore. Wise up down play. Locked spine. The spirits rule, lies down Rip the cord, spent with the dead. Lockdown
A pressure point, feel resort life Worthless soul, a periled stay Release fear, to spare, your gone You come with me through Satan And through the arch
