Flesh ALT

[Instrumental Opening] [Verse 1] A question in my mind On the digestion of binds, That which takes up space The meat on my face Stretching and staying Perfectly in place, It’s a mystery The creatures inside, From which my eyes Are allowed to see… And I can’t help but wonder This state of mine I ponder Then my thoughts start to wander I hear the calls for an encore, But my answer falters As I imagine the slaughter Of a thousand faceless men Dead on the alter… [Instrumental Bridge] [Chorus] My hands are stained With cries of pained Animals drained, My soul will dread The color red On dirt fully spread, Today is done But tomorrow not And the day will come For the march of flesh, To begin again… [Instrumental Bridge] [Verse 2] The city is empty With streets missing The chorus of plenty Men once living, Homes lay still With dormant doors Oozing guilt Of dying lore, When did it start What did he want Where is his heart Who do I haunt, Why am I still alive To continue this hunt The force that drives Me to face the front… I desire nothing more Than for the Earth to stand alone Apart from all this has been misery And I want my flesh to atone, Forgotten by history… [Instrumental Bridge] [Bridge] Deliver me To the grave Where all the people Once alive Are waiting And writhing For the chance To drag me down… [Instrumental Bridge] [Chorus] My hands are stained With cries of pained Animals drained, My soul will dread The color red On dirt fully spread, Today is done But tomorrow not And the day will come For the march of flesh, To begin again… [Instrumental Bridge] [Verse 3] I was chosen By someone, I don’t know who To be the man Doomed to feel The beauty of meat, I am the one Who was chosen To eat someone, And I don’t know who Was the man Doomed to be A beautiful meal, It would be a tragedy Or more likely A comedy… I’ve known the taste Which I regret, And as much as I hate The man who once went By Kurisu, I understand Him the most… And I will cry For what I’ve done And as he expands I will hope That one day I will too… [Instrumental Bridge] [Chorus] My hands are stained With cries of pained Animals drained, My soul will dread The color red On dirt fully spread, Today is done But tomorrow not And the day will come For the march of flesh, To begin again… [Instrumental Bridge] [Outro] On that morning I woke up And I went again To the graves Where I saw waves of meat, One looked like my mother Beckoning me And I looked at the trees Which were red and dripping And I looked at the clouds Which were red and dripping And I looked at my feet Which were red and dripping And I saw his flesh Which was red and dripping… [Instrumental Fade Out] [Instrumental Opening] [Verse 1] A question in my mind On the digestion of binds, That which takes up space The meat on my face Stretching and staying Perfectly in place, It’s a mystery The creatures inside, From which my eyes Are allowed to see… And I can’t help but wonder This state of mine I ponder Then my thoughts start to wander I hear the calls for an encore, But my answer falters As I imagine the slaughter Of a thousand faceless men Dead on the alter… [Instrumental Bridge] [Chorus] My hands are stained With cries of pained Animals drained, My soul will dread The color red On dirt fully spread, Today is done But tomorrow not And the day will come For the march of flesh, To begin again… [Instrumental Bridge] [Verse 2] The city is empty With streets missing The chorus of plenty Men once living, Homes lay still With dormant doors Oozing guilt Of dying lore, When did it start What did he want Where is his heart Who do I haunt, Why am I still alive To continue this hunt The force that drives Me to face the front… I desire nothing more Than for the Earth to stand alone Apart from all this has been misery And I want my flesh to atone, Forgotten by history… [Instrumental Bridge] [Bridge] Deliver me To the grave Where all the people Once alive Are waiting And writhing For the chance To drag me down… [Instrumental Bridge] [Chorus] My hands are stained With cries of pained Animals drained, My soul will dread The color red On dirt fully spread, Today is done But tomorrow not And the day will come For the march of flesh, To begin again… [Instrumental Bridge] [Verse 3] I was chosen By someone, I don’t know who To be the man Doomed to feel The beauty of meat, I am the one Who was chosen To eat someone, And I don’t know who Was the man Doomed to be A beautiful meal, It would be a tragedy Or more likely A comedy… I’ve known the taste Which I regret, And as much as I hate The man who once went By Kurisu, I understand Him the most… And I will cry For what I’ve done And as he expands I will hope That one day I will too… [Instrumental Bridge] [Chorus] My hands are stained With cries of pained Animals drained, My soul will dread The color red On dirt fully spread, Today is done But tomorrow not And the day will come For the march of flesh, To begin again… [Instrumental Bridge] [Outro] On that morning I woke up And I went again To the graves Where I saw waves of meat, One looked like my mother Beckoning me And I looked at the trees Which were red and dripping And I looked at the clouds Which were red and dripping And I looked at my feet Which were red and dripping And I saw his flesh Which was red and dripping… [Instrumental Fade Out] [Instrumental Bridge] [Verse 3] I was chosen By someone, I don’t know who To be the man Doomed to feel The beauty of meat, I am the one Who was chosen To eat someone, And I don’t know who Was the man Doomed to be A beautiful meal, It would be a tragedy Or more likely A comedy… I’ve known the taste Which I regret, And as much as I hate The man who once went By Kurisu, I understand Him the most… And I will cry For what I’ve done And as he expands I will hope That one day I will too… [Instrumental Bridge] [Chorus] My hands are stained With cries of pained Animals drained, My soul will dread The color red On dirt fully spread, Today is done But tomorrow not And the day will come For the march of flesh, To begin again… [Instrumental Bridge] [Outro] On that morning I woke up And I went again To the graves Where I saw waves of meat, One looked like my mother Beckoning me And I looked at the trees Which were red and dripping And I looked at the clouds Which were red and dripping And I looked at my feet Which were red and dripping And I saw his flesh Which was red and dripping… [Instrumental Fade Out]