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Become the body. become to change i am nothing whole i am not abandon control and cease to be (Verse 1) Cold iron veins collapse and clot Skin peels back in wet red sheets Teeth of the void punch through the chest Rip the fucking name from screaming meat! (Yeah! — guttural: RAAAAAH!) Bones grind — realign like gears Marrow leaks black across the floor No prayer left — just the wet crack of ribs Something older crawls inside! (Get in! — deep growl: URRRGHH!) (Chorus) Become the body! (Become! — guttural: GRAAAAH!) Bleed into the whole! (Bleed! — growl: BLEEEED!) Become the body! (Die! — pig-squeal: REEEEE!) Surrender the soul! Flesh is the altar — blood is the key Become the body And cease to be! (Cease! — low death growl: CEEEASE…) (Verse 2) Eyes turn inward — sockets fill With crawling roots of living filth A thousand mouths open down my back Chewing the spine until it snaps! (Snap it! — guttural: SNAPPP! RAAAH!) Heart ruptures slow — floods the lungs Hot iron taste of my own tongue Ribs split wide like a rotting gate Let the dark pour in and take! (Take it all! — deep roar: TAAAAKE!) (Chorus) Become the body! (Become! — guttural: GRAAAAH!) Bleed into the whole! (Bleed! — growl: BLEEEED!) Become the body! (Die! — pig-squeal: REEEEE!) Surrender the soul! Flesh is the altar — blood is the key Become the body And cease to be! (Cease! — low death growl: CEEEASE…) (Bridge – chaotic / gang-vocal feel) No more “I”! (No more! — guttural: NOOOO!) No more “mine”! (Never! — growl: NEEEVER!) Only the wet! (Only the wet! — wet guttural: WWWRRRGH!) Only the spine! Crawl into the black! (Crawl! — deep: CRAAAWL!) Let the form take hold! I am the vessel! (Vessel! — scream: VESSEEEEL!) Now cold… now cold! Feel the organs rearrange! (Feel it! — guttural: FEEEEEL!) Feel the skin begin to change! Feel the teeth grow through my jaw! (Through the jaw! — pig-squeal: JAAAAW!) I am nothing! I am raw! (Raw! Raw! Raw! — stacked gutturals: RAAAWWW! RAAAWWW! RAAAWWW!) (Final Chorus – heavier, slower, more broken) Become the body… (Become… — slow guttural: BEEECOME…) Bleed into the whole… (Bleed… — growl: BLEEEED…) Become the body… (Die… — low roar: DIIIIE…) Abandon control… Flesh is the altar — blood is the key Become the body And cease… to be (Cease… cease… cease… — fading death growls: CEEEASE… CEEEASE…) (Outro) Become… the body… (wet tearing — distant wet breathing — sudden silence) (final buried guttural whisper-scream: “Become… Rrrrraaah…”)