The Art of Flesh - I Killed Everyone

The art of flesh

Victims of this parasitic institution reduced to ash

No reverence for human life

Idols fall and heroes are destroyed

The sun now sinks into oblivion

My own flesh transformed into something that I don’t recognize

Imprisoned in this vessel

Dead to everything but memory

The portrait of doom

Is painted across your canvas skin

Salvation is crippled

Just what the fuck makes you think you’ll be forgiven when the cadance in your

chest begins to fall

Your pleas are useless what pity shall

I have but none

Your soul is shit and meaningless

Innocence now fractured and rotting

Every shallow breath holding the weight of failure

The art of flesh

This masterpiece complete

Human waste crushed beneath my feet

Crushed beneath