Set in Stone Obituary

There alive, die as I space you
That's where I cease the spell
The devil loves the pain
Certain victims breath the pain
Buried fears, weak the soul
No more to you
You're set in stone

Bow at your feeds and thoughts
Cold winter, freezing solid with your fights fooling where
Hear voices say
Tall toys gone
Fell aside with heaps of fear
Dreaded calls springs in year
One attacks himself from them
Feel your own spirit
Spirit say
Timeout your life
What's wrong? You're wrong
We're set in stone
We're set in stone

Strike of thirst, in hell its sought
By devil night we bought
Heaps of pain, tools of war
Towards my painful ever sore
We're set in stone