Paroles de Other Flesh

Certain to die and become an image of those deeds No phase of acridity shall be excused Retribution not contented until the urge takes control For schemes will leash the future to come Outrage refines Posioned sympathy trapped between eyes Lying under torture you would not hold longer Instead of one's strength it's the other's weakness For that has become the trap of its bearer Outrage refines Cutting out all alikes Out of order Facing the acts A mind reveals The past a collapse Determinate fury feeding a falsehood Falsehood that is supposed to comfort Outlines of a figure emotionally cold Will feel in the extreme to assign the rest Do not ease