Flesh

With my blade drawn out he is coming alive
With your fear exploding inside, you are trying to hide
With my senses sharpened I am going to find
With your last remaining breath you’re going to cry



I’ll slice, I’ll cut, I’ll stab, I’ll peel
I’ll do anything I can to make you feel
I’ll connect your soul with the other side
It’s just a way for him to slip inside
I’ll craft your flesh to a vessel for gods
He will enter your void like the darkest of floods
You’ll grant him life



You’ll bleed, you’ll scream, you’ll beg, you’ll cry
I’ll do anything with you except to let you die
I’ll peel your skin off, piece by piece
It’s just another way for me to let him in
He’ll erase your essence, scream by scream
And let your pain remain inside him like an evil dream



Through my blade held high he is coming alive
With your skin peeled off as a gate he is sliding inside
Within your flesh exposed to the world he is coming alive
An evil reborn in this world is now hiding inside



There’s nothing left to do
There’s nothing left to say
There’s no reason to pray
Just accept that this ancient being is growing inside



There’s nothing left to do
There’s no more skin nor flesh
Defleshed you are the vessel
For the essence
Years of waiting finally over as he’s coming alive



There’s nothing left to do
There’s only waiting
for the pain to make him stronger
He will feed on all the feelings
that the blade has brought to life in you



Your flesh will heal, you’ll seem alive
But your body now belongs to the other side
You’re caught inside, you’ll never die
You’re just a way to feed him as he’ll come alive
He’ll replace your conscience when it’s time
for the legions to be gathered for the end of times
You may seem alone, but you’re just one
There are many more like you left to come



Flesh of Beelzebub
Flesh of Beelzebub
Flesh of Beelzebub
Flesh of Beelzebub



There’s nothing left to do
There’s nothing left to say
There’s no reason to pray
Just accept that this ancient being is growing inside



There’s nothing left to do
There’s no more skin nor flesh
Defleshed you are the vessel
For the essence
Years of waiting finally over as he’s coming alive



There’s nothing left to do
There’s only waiting
for the pain to make him stronger
He will feed on all the feelings
that the blade has brought to life in you



They’ll bleed, they’ll scream, they’ll beg, they’ll cry
We’ll do anything with them except to let them die
We’ll peel their skin off, piece by piece
It’s just another way for us to let him in
You’re by my side as we dig deep
Your outside smiling while your inside weep
Your flesh surrendered to his will
There are many more like to you to open still



They’ll fill the ranks up one by one
They’ll join us in the carving ’til the war is won
Their flesh will heal, like your once did
But their bodies only stand because of things we hid
They seem like few, but they’re not all
There are many, many more to come to heed his call
They’ll fill the world up one by one
Human carving human ’til the war is won

When no one’s left to stop this tide
There’s no reason anymore for his to hide inside



Strip off their skin, deflesh their bones
It’s time for him to become his own
No more resistance, it was all in vain
The only thing that’s left is never-ending pain
We slice, we cut, we stab, we peel
Defleshing worlds for him to heal
We craft their bodies to vessel for gods
For the end to fill the void like the darkest of floods