Tekster: Obituary. Back From The Dead. By the Light.

Destiny, feel disgrace

I'm the one that's fallen
I'm the one in pain
I'm the one that's going
Forces decay in pain

By the light
The suffer is cold
There's colors
Searing his face

Drifting through the sorrow
The visions yet display
It strips the soul completely empty
Sirens rage in vain

Drifting through the sadness
Violence fills the sky
Torturing, the voice rang out
My servants they are blind

By the light
Suffer is cold
There's colors
Searing his face

By the light
By the light
By the light

By the light
By the light