Curse of Flesh

Curse of Flesh: Embracing Mortality's Dark Dance
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Lyrics

Stretching out claws of hands into void of this world

Reaching out with hands extended into the emptiness of the world.

Eyeless sockets penetrate screaming darkness and cold

Eyes without sight penetrating a space filled with screaming darkness and coldness.

I've been told to live in glory but I face defeat

Despite being advised to live in glory, the speaker confronts the experience of defeat.

Curse of flesh defines potance, sense of being

The curse of having a physical body defines strength and the essence of existence.


So fragile, striving on to achieve primal gift

Fragile and striving to attain a primal gift or fundamental quality of life.

So dependent, cursed by time, moving ages so swift

Dependent on time, cursed by its passage, and witnessing the swift movement of ages.

Walking on among those puppets so alike to you

Walking among people who are similar, yet like puppets devoid of true individuality.

Rotting down inside this bowl, pray for death

Deteriorating internally, metaphorically described as rotting in a bowl, yearning for death.


Burning out all of your memories of heaven

Eradicating all memories of heaven through the intensity of burning pain.

Pain of sin crawling through your mortal flesh

The pain of sin coursing through mortal flesh, a tangible experience of wrongdoing.

Living on with death that haunts you in the darkness

Living on with the constant presence of death, haunting in the darkness.

Vomit out curse of flesh...

Vomiting out the curse of having a physical body, expressing disdain or rejection of the fleshly existence.


Curse of flesh

Reiteration of the curse of flesh, emphasizing its impact on the speaker.

I am bound by death

Being bound or constrained by death, a force that limits or defines the speaker's existence.

I am a living mess

Describing oneself as a living mess, suggesting internal turmoil or chaos.

Emotionless

Emotionless, lacking in emotional depth or connection, possibly a result of the curse of flesh.


Stretching out claws of hands into warmth of my flesh

Extending hands into the warmth of one's own flesh, possibly reflecting a desire for self-understanding.

Smelling fear hiding down inside tissue and glands

Detecting fear residing within the body's tissues and glands.

Tearing out my nerves and vessels bleeding on the ground

Tearing apart one's nerves and vessels, causing bleeding on the ground, symbolizing internal destruction.

I'm the prophecy of terror, death to all

Being a prophecy of terror, representing death that comes to all.

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