Only Flesh
the life is death
soul sepparates from human sorrow
Only Flesh
the sky is red
a corpse is screaming in pain

The art of see
how ignorance is your weakness

Behind the moral stage
there's just the evolution

You destroy with any control
wishing to find and kill the agressor
and take control of his agony and pain

Only Flesh
the life is death
soul sepparates from human sorrow
Only Flesh
the sky is red
a corpse is screaming in pain

You want revenge and have to kill!
The art of see
how ignorance is your weakness

You destroy with any control
wishing to find and kill the agressor
and take control of his agony and pain

You destroy with any control
wishing to find and kill the agressor
and take control of his agony