"Sometimes bitterness is all you can hold on to, and within the bitterness I realized my weakness"
To see the fault of unrequited love There is no truth, there is no purity, there is no love
Flesh is the weakness, flesh is the fault We are embodiment of all the world's wrongs No time to look back we are gone No time to regret the seeds we've thrown away
Man is the parasite, man is the cause We are destroyers and creators, our precious flaw We are the architects of fate We are impure for we burn all we berate
We are but flesh and flesh is the weakness We are born of blood sinew and bone We're all just spinning in this useless hole in time On our way into the black unknown
Man is the parasite, man is the cause We are destroyers and creators, our precious flaw
Flesh is the weakness, flesh is the fault We are embodiment of all the world's wrongs No time to look back we are gone No time to regret the seeds we've thrown away
We are but flesh and flesh is the weakness We are born of blood sinew and bone We're all just spinning in this useless hole in time On our way into the black unknown
I am but flesh, and flesh is weak I am but flesh, and flesh is weakTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
