With Their Flesh, He’ll Create

[Intro] One, two One, two, three, and [Verse 1] God, it's said, for him has always been A stupid, grotesque person; worthless to believe in With the help of his sick, morbidious studies He denied God's existence with demented theories Well he could revive, immortalize The coldest flesh, now dead for a while Limbs of those forgotten structures His creation, which now awaits The omnious resurrection [Refrain] With their flesh, he'll create Yeah with their flesh, he'll create [Interlude] [Verse 2] The light of life, which through his syringe glows Soon in the veins, the soul will flow Injections in a body once deceased reanimates The flesh-made puzzle soon will start to breathe Regenerate [Bridge] Removing stiffness in every limb Metabolism of life has started from within And terrified he beholds the rise of his creation Guided by an artificial soul Zombified, uncontrolled [Refrain] 'Cause with their flesh, he'll create Yeah with their flesh, he'll create [Outro] *Click*