| Song | Feed on the Weak |
| Artist | Obituary |
| Album | The Complete Roadrunner Collection 1989-2005 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Obituary/Trevor Peres/John Tardy/Allen West/Frank Watkins/Donald Tardy | |
| 作曲 : Obituary/Trevor Peres/John Tardy/Allen West/Frank Watkins/Donald Tardy | |
| Spirits call, spirits rise. | |
| Desolate sky, spirits die. | |
| Haunting for the silence as the sickness falls within. | |
| You've got your strays, the mice are killed. | |
| It stems between the sick. | |
| Spirits call, spirits rise. | |
| Desolate sky, spirits die. | |
| Haunting for behind them finds us meaning on the way. | |
| The words fill, the chapters come. | |
| It dissipates, it stays. | |
| Spirits call, spirits rise. | |
| Desolate skies, spirits die. | |
| Falling hard, arriving fear. | |
| Feeding on the weakest core. |
| zuo ci : Obituary Trevor Peres John Tardy Allen West Frank Watkins Donald Tardy | |
| zuo qu : Obituary Trevor Peres John Tardy Allen West Frank Watkins Donald Tardy | |
| Spirits call, spirits rise. | |
| Desolate sky, spirits die. | |
| Haunting for the silence as the sickness falls within. | |
| You' ve got your strays, the mice are killed. | |
| It stems between the sick. | |
| Spirits call, spirits rise. | |
| Desolate sky, spirits die. | |
| Haunting for behind them finds us meaning on the way. | |
| The words fill, the chapters come. | |
| It dissipates, it stays. | |
| Spirits call, spirits rise. | |
| Desolate skies, spirits die. | |
| Falling hard, arriving fear. | |
| Feeding on the weakest core. |
| zuò cí : Obituary Trevor Peres John Tardy Allen West Frank Watkins Donald Tardy | |
| zuò qǔ : Obituary Trevor Peres John Tardy Allen West Frank Watkins Donald Tardy | |
| Spirits call, spirits rise. | |
| Desolate sky, spirits die. | |
| Haunting for the silence as the sickness falls within. | |
| You' ve got your strays, the mice are killed. | |
| It stems between the sick. | |
| Spirits call, spirits rise. | |
| Desolate sky, spirits die. | |
| Haunting for behind them finds us meaning on the way. | |
| The words fill, the chapters come. | |
| It dissipates, it stays. | |
| Spirits call, spirits rise. | |
| Desolate skies, spirits die. | |
| Falling hard, arriving fear. | |
| Feeding on the weakest core. |