Obituary - On The Floor - GTP табы

Repair this soil of lost decay
 The dark is the new form of light
 In the end I'll find you there
 Candid in the times I fight
 The corpses lie in certain death
 Disrespecting my...

 Lost in time, spoiled mind
 Reflective stones I turn
 They capitalize on sacred ground
 Where only crosses burn
 Decapitated and mutilated
 Draw power, through your head
 In the end, frozen in time
 Disrespecting my...

 Repair this soil of lost decay
 The dark is the new form of light
 In the end I'll find you there
 Candid in the times I fight
 The corpses lie in certain death
 Disrespecting my day
 We've fallen to the first sacred ground
 From souls that never end

 On the floor
 On the floor
 On the floor
 On the floor

 The floor
 On the floor
 On the floor
 On the floor