Obituary - I'm in pain
The killing is a need rots in the pain
Fight for the fear of rights
The time is set, scream for their help
Cry through the darkest night
The peeling is the skin rotting the soul
Hailing for the chosen son
Mortality the pain, fearing for the living
Ravenge the chosen one
The darkness falls beyond the grave
Blessing ground in which they save
Even though the time has passed
The souls are fried tonight in hell
Rotting souls in fear of desperate need
Serpent souls in bowels on which to feed
The devil dog is out for blood and parts
The devil craves the blood we're thirsting on
Help me I'm in pain
Help me I'm in pain