A Split Second

A Split Second - Flesh lyrics

rate me

This is when your flesh

Crimson and pale

Withers behind the blackened veil

The vacant flesh

A petrifying look, the choice is easy

The outcome always the same

The shortest way to cardiac arrest

The flesh that dreams are made of doesn't last

This when you turn

To sanctimonius rituals

The duty of the beast

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