Fragile Flesh
Unveiling the Darkness: Fragile Flesh's Powerful Message Against Hate and Deceit
Lyrics
We feel the anger rise before the wake
We sense rising anger before awakening.
We march against the wars of hate
We march against wars fueled by hatred.
The wratful demons come to brake your fate
Angry demons arrive to disrupt destiny.
You're living in a lie, you won't be safe
Living in deception, safety is elusive.
My heart is burned to six feet under
My heart is buried six feet under.
My soul is black as the moonless night
My soul is as dark as a moonless night.
There's one thing that the heathens seek
Heathens seek one thing: the unborn child's fragile flesh.
The fragile flesh of the unborn child
The vulnerability of the unborn is emphasized.
Why won't you listen to me? Just listen to me
Pleading for attention, a call to be heard.
Why can't you hear the screams? The screams so loud
Unheard screams echo loudly.
That all the salt of the tears that they all will cry
Tears from the cries remain salty.
Yet the warmth of the sun won't let the tears go dry
Despite the sun, tears persist.
Why won't you talk to me? Just talk to me
Asking for communication, a plea for understanding.
Why can't you see the fear? The fear of life
Unseen fear shadows life.
That all the salt of the tears that they all will cry
Tears are salty, yet the sun's warmth persists.
Yet the warmth of the sun won't let the tears go dry
Despite tears, the sun's warmth endures.
We feel the anger rise before the wake
Reiteration of rising anger before awakening.
We march against the wars of hate
Continued resistance against hateful wars.
The wratful demons come to brake your fate
Angry demons persist, challenging fate.
You're living in a lie, you won't be safe
Living in a lie, safety remains elusive.
My heart is burned to six feet under
Heart remains buried deep.
My soul is black as the moonless night
Soul retains a profound darkness.
There's one thing that the heathens seek
Heathens continue to seek the unborn child's fragile flesh.
The fragile flesh of the unborn child
Emphasis on the vulnerability of the unborn.
Why won't you listen to me? Just listen to me
A plea for attentive listening.
Why can't you hear the screams? The screams so loud
The unheard screams persist loudly.
That all the salt of the tears that they all will cry
Tears are salty from the cries.
Yet the warmth of the sun won't let the tears go dry
The sun's warmth fails to dry the tears.
Why won't you talk to me? Just talk to me
An appeal for communication remains.
Why can't you see the fear? The fear of life
Fear of life remains unseen.
That all the salt of the tears that they all will cry
Tears are salty, yet the sun's warmth endures.
Yet the warmth of the sun won't let the tears go dry
Despite tears, the sun's warmth persists.
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