Tekster: Obituary. World Demise. Burned In.

Come fool
Where we create
Fool me your life
Set in World Demise
Lots to define
Follow the bodies there
Living in the past
Said so, as cold as the wind
Cut through life
Blind fool
We overkill
Chopped at the throat

Chorus:
Set in Burned In, Rot away
Set in Burned In, Killed away
Burned In, Life of Hell
Have to survive
Without fears of grave
Lives left to die
Where to? says the mind
You're first to die