Sculptor Of Flesh Lyrics - 1349

Sculptor Of Flesh
Do you hear them calling from beyong?
As a foulness ye shall know the
As a foulness thou knowest thyself
Freed from the shackles of moralit
And long long gone is the need for scienc
Through the wakening of the beast within
Oh did you not rejoice
When you felt the power... the power in your min
No longer confined to nocturnal solitude
Walk among the her
Mold them as you wis
In images of unearthly bizarrerie
Do you hear them calling from beyong?
Sculptor of fles
Architect of abominatio
Mold the living flesh like clay
Sculptor of fles
Warp the worl
To your linking
And then the sun will se
and no new day will rise on humanity
Will you grieve for them?
Will the lack of their bleating cacophon
strike a note within?
Rejoice, destroyer, anti-chris
For your deed was long overdue