Paroles de The Flesh Is Not Enough

His hands shake uncontrolled He can't take it no more Yet he digs in for another bite Nothing heard but stridor The blood runs slow As he cuts another piece Disgusted by his own existence Ugly, vile and obese Eat He commands himself Feed The flesh is not enough Consume He is not hurting enough Defile The craving for an end Is too strong Crying out to his god The screams become a song Numbing of the limbs Is a gift from God He doesn't want to life His life is a fraud Eat He commands himself Feed The flesh is sacred Consume He drinks his own blood Defile