The Body Is True

Proper and thin as the letter “I”
They cuddled my precious mind
Told me I'd never die
That was a lie
That was a lie
The body is true because it dies
The body is true because it dies

Gazing at you, gazing at you
You're perfect like a statue
But more fine, more fine
Because your beautiful body will die
Like mine
Like mine

Proper and thin as the letter “I”
They cuddled my precious mind
Told me I'd never die
That was a lie
That was a lie
The body is true because it dies
The body is true because it dies

Pay 10,957
14 more hairs on my comb
I hit the gym; 14 sets of 10 repetitions
I called you up
I called you up; “Let's share the doomed flesh I made”

Gazing at you, gazing at you
You're perfect like a statue
But more fine, more fine
Because your beautiful body will die
Like mine
Like mine

Called you up, called you up on this numbered day

Gazing at you, gazing at you
You're perfect like a statue
But more fine, more fine
Because your beautiful body will die
Like mine
Like mine

Called you up, called you up on this numbered day

Share with me, share with me the doomed flesh I made
MASTERPIECE, MASTERPIECE
THE FINE PHYSIQUE OF A SLAVE