Feelings of Metal Through Flesh Lyrics

Spears of glass
Straight through the hands
Slice by slice
The feelings of
Metal through flesh is ecstasyEvery blade becomes, of the mind's desires
Every blade becomes, of the mind's desires
The dream becomes very realThe only way
To stop the hunger is feed the pain
Feed the pain
Insane thoughts of suicide brought
To life
suicide brought to life
The dream becomes very realAs the graves are wombs
For the embryos to grow
Soulless merchants search for sufferersThe suffering!Cut by cut
The liquid life runs from the body
Stabbing wounds bust the innardsThe skin becomes the canvas
For the suffering

THE SUFFERING!Dead, dead alive
Living, living to be
Dead, dead alive
Living, living to beAs the graves are wombs
For the embryos to grow
Soulless merchants search for sufferersSpears of glass
Straight through the hands
Slice by slice
The feelings of
Metal through flesh is ecstasyEvery blade becomes, of the mind's desires
Every blade becomes, of the mind's desires
Brought to life
The dream becomes very realDead, dead alive
Living, living to be
Dead, dead alive
Living, living to be
DEAD!