Текст (слова) песни: Necrophagist - Epitaph

Leaves fall in the autumn
of lives that appear
to be worthless to some,
utmost ignorant.

Expectations shift in the eye
of the beholder...behold.

Tears drop from the eye
of lives paled
as jealousy fools
a mind distorted.

Expectations shift in the eye
of the beholder...behold.

One wishes existence
to be of fulfillment,
but leaves bend to the will
of winds blowing.

To foresee the end
of a soul...Epitaph.

Claim to foresee
the end of a soul.
Premature Epitaph.

[Solo: Muenzner]

To foresee the end
of a soul...Epitaph.
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Culinary Hyperversity
Diminished To Be
Epitaph
Extreme Unction
Fermented Offal Discharge
Foul Body Autopsy
Ignominious And Pale
Intestinal Incubation
Mutilate The Stillborn
Only Ash Remains
Seven
Stabwound
Symbiotic In Theory
The Stillborn One
To Breathe In A Casket