Flesh

Twist of Flesh Turn of Soul I pay them all with tokens of Gold Skin different form within To except my odd facade Many turn an eye Push me aside Dimensions of flesh Do not desire My mind comprises Twist of flesh Turning old Payes with cold notes from my Pain I want nothing to gain But, respect from above And a little love Judgment for action I fear your retraction Pay no interest in me See... twist of flesh Turn to dust I gave away my passion like gold For you to look at me And see my soul.