"Man doth not yield him to the angels, nor unto d**h utterly, save only through the weakness of his feeble will" -Joseph Glanvill- Someone told me there is a war within And the wor (l) d became flesh Someone told me about a handmade sin Denying all you once confessed Don't bow to me Don't worship me We are torn apart by silver lunacy Because weak I am As weak as no man has been before Don't you pray anymore...
And you will never be the same again (Non-believers raze the stray) And you will never be the same again (No longer will your faith remain) Someone told me it is worth crying for Any grace is built on lies Making love with defiled angels Your tongue in mine I saw YOU in my darkest dreams Gliding into a sea of snakes I saw the flesh divine And the flesh became spirit FLESH!