Текст (слова) песни: Obituary - Feed On The Weak

Spirits call, spirits rise.
Desolate sky, spirits die.

Haunting for the silence as the sickness falls within.
Youve got your strays, the mice are killed.
It stems between the sick.

Spirits call, spirits rise.
Desolate sky, spirits die.

Haunting for behind them finds us meaning on the way.
The words fill, the chapters come.
It dissipates, it stays.

Spirits call, spirits rise.
Desolate skies, spirits die.

Falling hard, arriving fear.
Feeding on the weakest core.

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Back To One
Bloodsoaked
Body Bag
Boiling Point
Bullituary (remix)
Burned In
By The Light
Cause Of Death
Chopped In Half
Circle Of The Tyrants (Celtic Frost)
Corrosive
Dead Silence
Deadly Intentions
Download
Dying
Feed On The Weak
Final Thoughts
Find The Arise
Gates to Hell
Godly Beings
Immortal Visions
In The End Of Life
Infected
Internal Bleeding
Intoxicated
Inverted
I`m In Pain
Kill For Me
Killing Time
Lockdown
Lost
Memories Remain
Paralyzing
Platonic Disease
Pressure Point
Redefine
Rewind
Rotting Ways
Set In Stone
Sickness
Slowly We Rot
Solid State
Splattered
Stinkupuss
Suffocation
The End Complete
Threatening Skies
Turned Inside Out
Words of Evil
World Demise