Lyrics
The browning of skin
I hold a torch in hand
Searing of the flesh
Blood boils to repair Muscle and nerves deteriorate
Watching your body degenerate
Corroding to make a fine ash
Must find another piece of meat
To hear you scream, oh what lust
At first now to be skeptical
Swapping tendons with precise pain
Feeling you won't regain The sound of popping
Pushing back the blood
Gargling coagulated blood
Nothing is left but a dream The browning of skin
I hold a torch in hand
Searing of the flesh
Blood boils to repair Muscle and nerves deteriorate
Watching your body degenerate
Corroding to make a fine ash Beat with your own skin
Strangled by your intestines
Fed by your own torched flesh
Weeping, see life's end To hear you scream, oh what lust
At first now to be skeptical
Swapping tendons with precise pain
Feelings you never regain The sound of popping
Pushing back the blood
Gargling coagulated blood
Nothing but a dream
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