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With Their Flesh, He'll Create (Album Version) - Gorguts

God itself for him has always been

A stupid grotesque person worthless to believe in

With the help of his sick morbidous studies

He denied god's existence with demented theories

He can revive imortalize

The coldest flesh now dead for a while

Limbs of those forgotten

Structures his creation

Which now awaits

The omnious resurrection

The light of life through his syringe glows

Soon in the veinsm the soul will flow

Injections in a body once deceased Re-animates

The flesh-made puzzle soon will start to breathe

Regenerate

Removing stiffness in every limb

Metabolism of life has started from within

Terrified he beholds

The rise of his creation

Guided by an artificial soul

Zombified uncontrolled

With their flesh he'll create

With their flesh he'll create

Remnants of the dead

Structured his creation

Which has failed

The omnious resurrection