Infected

Obituary - Infected

Rot beneath below

Killing the chance to die the rising of the dead

The pain denies the soul

Even after

The killing gently

Dissection of the light the rotting of the soul

The pain realize the wounds

lives

You light the soul

Killing ones they save the rotting of the soul

Dying of the pain

Killing the soul

Killing send you to your grave

Dying soon the one they save

Tearing rid you of your limbs

Infection soon sets in

Peeling rid you of your skin infection

Coming soon the end of life

Die cure you of infliction