Intoxicated - Obituary

Robbed of the soul

Live in hell

Rise above the charred believings' bowel

Rise above the soul’s chalky chains

Give the destiny what it’s named

The darkest white

Brought in death balloons soon to come

Rise above the dark demon’s tower

Body’s seized the charge

You’ve killed yourself

You’ve killed yourself

You’ve killed yourself

You’ve killed yourself

You’ve killed yourself

You’ve killed yourself

Killed.

Killed yourself

Rotting the soul to leave

Ranting, «She's one to give.»

Darkening your soul to waste

Ranting, «She's soon to gain.»

Rotting above the tide

Ranting, «She's holding time.»

Killing their souls in pain

Ranting, «she's one to gain.»