Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Curse of Flesh, artist - Acid Death. Album song Random's Manifest, in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 21.04.2016
Record label: STF
Song language: English
Curse of Flesh |
Deep in red I see unveiled things gather |
The broken masks fall down |
The blood withers the rose |
The game just started |
Carnage severed my limbs |
Her lips destroyed my wings |
And I see mirrors in black |
So I throw the dice again |
Lost feeling of beauty or maybe positive act of wish |
The matters totally confused but the fate so provocative |
Lovelorn eyes, emptiness |
Desire erased my dreams in paint |
My dreams in paint |
The curse is what I feel, the inner fading away of love |
Curse of flesh, eternal domination facing to spirit |
Eternal, oh, eternal cries, merciless mental stress |
The passion for flesh strongly captures my thoughts |
Dark desire or sacred lust |
Almost touching symmetry |
Including love and hate balanced |
I’d like to betray my heart |
But symmetry keeps me away from it |
Till fading away, away |
Sleepless I wander in nights but deep within the lies |
Drifting into your gray thoughts, astray an seducible |
I cry, passion for flesh again |
Her shadow charms me |
And hypnotized I walk |
I see her figure in white |
Carnage severed my limbs |
Her lips destroyed my wings |
And I see mirrors in black |
So I throw the dice again |
Whoa |
It’s our flesh that is the greater traitor |
The betrayer who corrupts and weaken us |
More than any other foe |
Passage to post-mortem deliverance |
I quench my thirst, you will be mine |
Crawling on your skin, I pay |
Your body with my tears |
Carnage severed my limbs |
Her lips destroyed my wings |
And I see mirrors in black |
So I throw the dice again |
Lost feeling of beauty or maybe positive act of wish |
The matters totally confused but the fate so provocative |
Lovelorn eyes, emptiness |
Desire erased my dreams in paint |
The curse is what I feel, the inner fading away of love |
Curse of flesh, eternal domination facing to spirit |
Eternal, oh, eternal cries, merciless mental stress |
The passion for flesh strongly captures my thoughts |