A Solitary Mass Of Flesh Songtext

Bleeding..... The wound is still sore.
Beating.......This heart beats no more.

Separate the body, mind and soul.
I still hear it beating....

I still hear it out in the cold....

The pulse is still racing, the flesh has gone cold.
Still numb from the pain you bestowed.
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