Carnal Ways To Recreate The Heart-Arsis

I am the one, the fallen bastard son I'll step inside you, I feel your lips And seize your flesh, to penetrate the wound And your screams shall be dreams Of the graceless one's rebirth Forever I have lost the way To the flesh that was mine today I left my trace I left my mark Carnal ways to recreate the heart Feel the pain and we know And the pain we are cursed with child To be with me, is to be left I step away now, I'll leave your lips And withered flesh, no more inside the wound A badge of lust and wrong decisions The cold hands of a cursed religion A false idol to praise and worship And coax these hellish times To cut and paint my sins, a shade of purest white To play the role of god, and recreate a life I am the one, the fallen bastard son I'll step inside you, I fell your lips And seize your flesh tonight A false idol to worship And coax these hellish times To play the role of god, and recreate a life A badge of lust and wrong decisions The cold hands of a cursed religion To cut and paint my sins A shade of purest white, I paint my sins in white! Forever I have lost the way To the flesh that was mine today I left my trace I left my mark Carnal ways to recreate the heart Feel the pain and we know And with the pain we are cursed with child