On The Floor

Repair this soil of lost decay The dark is the new form of light In the end I'll find you there Candid in the times I fight The corpses lie in certain death Disrespecting my Lost in time, spoiled mind Reflective stones I turn They capitalize on sacred ground Where only crosses burn Decapitated and mutilated Draw power, through your head In the end, frozen in time Disrespecting my Repair this soil of lost decay The dark is the new form of light In the end I'll find you there Candid in the times I fight The corpses lie in certain death Disrespecting my day We've fallen to the first sacred ground From souls that never end On the floor On the floor On the floor On the floor