| Lyrics: | 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're back, we're back
and for once more.
Like to come in To want gore.
Feel. I said rest. You're bad, forgive
him.
Rising, rot the one that's lost.
Living out what's discard.
Debating over what is
right.
You're 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. |
