Inverted

Текст песни OBITUARY - Inverted <br/> (2:53)The feeling contends, once kind.Violence starts, won&#039;t cease.Vengeance comes. Want rewards.The servant starts piercing chores.Stitching mouths, once skinned.( )<br />The gaping wounds left to mend.Reckless kills, live dispite.Boundary has soldiers try.I have come to read my friendThe gifts of all those born and bred.The living dead once more resign.We&#039;re facing cause it&#039;s creation.I have come to resist life&#039;s scar in pain.The fates just called in Armageddon.Infected, for the scraps are red.Deep within the living charge.The bag once empty filled with fire.I&#039;d like to find out, just what you said.I&#039;d like to see you. Justice dead.