Paroles de Hate Create

Tell me the purpose of the flesh Is it to feel or to be felt? I peeled the scars from my skin To find the link between blood and soul The answer is always at hand To create a simple role Let my eyes, tongue and face Mirror what I do not hold Am ignored by the touch? By the touch, that shapes the soul That heals the scars I ripped away These scars that I must try to repaint The answer is always at hand To create a simple role Let eyes, tongue and face Mirror what I do not hold I dance with the devil Love To mate with the angel Hate It is the inside that I deny It is the inside that I deny