Testo di Flesh

When I was flesh I dreamt of death The sweetest end Pale and lifeless But then I rose With eyes devil red Swine of tomorrow Malignant will May we feast from empty sockets Come hyenas, come vultures! Let it rain Let it rain Wash away Wash away A howl for blood In atrocious form Language so old So sick and vile And it must be said And it must be done A spirit awakened Here we are flesh Remember! Grip of fangs Rip of beaks Honour the call Cover the bones In the bowels of despicable man All nightmares have now come true