Paroles de Flavorritualistic Hanging The Sun Dance

Tight skin stretched over dry bones Fragments of life revealed Ancient nothing Draining visions of sin Ritualistic hanging The sun dance tools of autopsy Empty and lifeless The core is removed The center of reality forgotten Maggots in brain My body left rotted and decayed Engaged in complete gratification through pain Entering visions through altered states Telepathic cleansing of consciousness Attained and realized If only your God had eyes