A Solitary Mass Of Flesh letra

Bleeding… The wound is still sore.
Beating… his 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.

The Demonstealer - Letras

• A Solitary Mass Of Flesh
• And There Is Calm Before Every Storm
• In Desolation A Prayer
• Seething Pain That Leaves No Scars
• The Empty Wasteland of Despair
• Whirlwinds Of Devastation