Discarnate from Paradice by Holy Death

Tracklist

7.	Discarnate	3:49

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