Flesh And The Power It Holds

Death

I told you once but I will say it again


when you live the flesh it is the beginning


of the end


it will take you in


it will spit you out


behold the flesh and the power it holds


passion is a poison laced with pleasure bitter sweet


one of many faces that hide deep beneath


it will take you in


it will spit you out


behold the flesh and the power it holds


touch, taste, breathe, consumed


deja-vu. already knew from the first encounter


but know I know to let go of words to speak no more


like a wind upon your face you can't see it


but you know it's there, when beauty shows


its ugly face, just be prepared.





(Solo Schuldiner)





Passion burns like fire carried by the wind


the end of a time, a time to begin


it builds you up one way and tears


you right back down, a time to begin


the end of a time.





Touch, taste, breathe, consumed.