Album: Dead (1998)
Fall, white light fell.
You fear, the point death sent.
Rise the dead´s awake.
You, you like to find me in what´s right.
Like to dream me in hell, dying.
We are back, we are back & for once more.
Like to come in to want gore.
Feel. I said rest.
You are bad, forgive him.
Rising, rot the one that is lost.
Living out what´s discard.
Debating over what is right.
You are feeding the guts,
Feeling the parts
Grinding the stone
Sentenced one.
Fall, white light fell.
You fear the point death sent.
Raid, raiding out the one that lost.
Living out the ones discard.
Debating over what is right.
Like to find me in what´s right.
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