Tekster: Obituary. The End Complete. Killing Time.

Arising from the dark
A peeling soul to pay
Crawling in the light
Piercing through your brain

Reaching out for help
The help in which you pray
Searching for the answers
To questions which they say

Just killing time
Killing time is the final bout

Life slowly decays
From the depths of down below
Powerful rotting ways
Corpses lay out on the ground

Form a perfect line
Killing time

Rotten is the deadly birth
Strength turns to fear
What awaits the end result
Life's death draws near

A free fall victim to decay
Infection sets the pace
Rising from your loneliness
And the human race