Rotting in the wastes below
Pain denies the soul
Killing, send you to
Your grave
Peeling, rid you of your skin
Tearing, rid you of your
Limbs infection soon sets in [bad word] soon, the end of live
With the
Darkening light
Through the death of those
Rising of the dead
Killing for the need
Feel the blood spill from your mouth
With rotting [bad word] destiny
We're dying for our souls to learn
Find the darkness, kill the day
With the darkness we arise
Your [bad word] is
Denied
You're destined to die
The powers below
Living the pain
Life goes on, even after death
Beyond the fearless cries