Obituary: "Infected" Lyrics

Rot beneath below  

 Killing the chance to die ... the rising of the dead  

 The pain denies the soul  

 Even after  

 The killing gently  

 Dissection of the light ... the rotting of the soul  

 The pain realize the wounds  

 .. lives  

 You light the soul  

 Killing ones they save ... the rotting of the soul  

 Dying of the pain  

 Killing the soul  

 Killing send you to your grave  

 Dying soon the one they save  

 Tearing rid you of your limbs  

 Infection soon sets in  

 Peeling rid you of your skin ... infection!  

 Coming soon the end of life  

 Die ... cure you of infliction