Only Flesh
the life is death
soul sepparates from human sorrow
Only Flesh
the sky is red
a corpse is screaming in pain
The art of see
how ignorance is your weakness
Behind the moral stage
there's just the evolution
You destroy with any control
wishing to find and kill the agressor
and take control of his agony and pain
Only Flesh
the life is death
soul sepparates from human sorrow
Only Flesh
the sky is red
a corpse is screaming in pain
You want revenge and have to kill!
The art of see
how ignorance is your weakness
You destroy with any control
wishing to find and kill the agressor
and take control of his agony and pain
You destroy with any control
wishing to find and kill the agressor
and take control of his agony
