OBITUARY
Kill all
Fight death
Lesions fighting love
Fight them all in a living hell
Slowly rot and you die
You fight death as you slowly realize
Kill them all
Fight death and slowly read in the love
Fight them all, join me, slowly we rot
Slowly we rot
Dead to all
Fighting as you slowly read in your love
Fighting the sword
The sword is your plow
Dead to all
Fighting as you're slowly rotting in hell
Fight them all, join me, slowly we dwell
Slowly we dwell
Decharge
Kill all, thy tainted
Withered soul, know vile is pussing, living it out
Slowly rotting and dying
You might definetly feel
The distorting of (all), (your) life
Kill all who find death is not(To be) slowly rotting out
Furthermore join me
Slowly we rot..Slowly we rot..
Then the one who finds deathIs not slowly rotting out
Violently distorting
As his soul is leaking blood
Then the one will find the truth
Of slowly rotting out
Futhermore join me
Slowly we dwell..Slowly we dwell..To die……
