Puzzles ov Flesh - Watain

Blinded soul, vomit faith

Fingers reaching deep

Senses made dogmas

And the Phoenix rises…

None is denial

I am not one of mine

His words unlocked

Backwards, reforming what won’t reflect

Assembling puzzles of flesh

Perfect… yet unknown!

Sigils encarved, the burning stench reveals frustration

None could deny Him!

Carrying the voids of those eyes

None is denial

I am not one of I

My words unlocked

It reveals through the fall

Staring at the abyss, getting further

Through mirrors…

Flesh & mind complete, in need for substance!

You are denied

You are not one of He

Your words are locked