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]

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