Fleshmade Canvas

Twisting the flesh from your bones
Pain reflects your pleasures
Hooks to show the way
Blades to clear the path
Suffering is knowledge
Creating the souless
That's what we are
Demons to some angels to others

Breeding through chaos and death
All you feel and see
Is a magnum opus in hell
The hooks in your flesh
Bring you close to despair
But when you open your eyes you will see

We come at night for your soul
Relentless search for a whole
New level of pain
Through the mist we restrain
A hellbound heart I possess
I feed my hunger on death
Haunting, preying over
The box of lemarchand

Mind full of forbidden desires
Addiction to evil itself
Losing the connection wires
Losing the grip with self
Lack of safe place to hide
We're breaking through your mind
You're lost beyond control
Enter the horror show

Running against time
Anxious retire
Blind eyes
Pulling back liars
From their hideouts
Horrid faces
Reflect all the pain
They feel
Paint a canvas with death
Grey shade of hate

Open chest shows up
A still beating heart
A clear epitome of madness
Written with the sharpest knives
A synthesis of torture itself
In blood I build my realm
In wreckage we grind your bones
Pain? I am pain

Walking through limbs and through organs
We can smell the stench
That is coming from you
We will make sure that you'll die
And when your body lies
We rebuild you again

We come at night for your soul
Relentless search for a whole
New level of pain
Through the mist we restrain
A hellbound heart I possess
I feed my hunger on death
Haunting, preying over
The box of lemarchand