
Discarnate Lyrics
- Genre:Metal
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
I am the least of thee
Holy Death speaks through me
You do nothing but leech
False prophet of misery
Does God hear your cries?
Will He turn a blind eye?
You preyed on the weak, now Death comes to feast
Death comes to feast
Destined to dance
Your life is out of your hands
The Sun sets in the west
Blood curdles, can't catch your breath
Does God hear your cries?
Will He turn a blind eye?
You preyed on the weak, now Death comes to feast
Death comes to feast