Death Flesh And The Power It Holds
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.
