I told you once but I will say it again
When you live the flesh
It is the beginning of the end
It will take you in
It will spit you out
Behold the flesh
And the power it holds
Passion is a poison
Laced with pleasure bitter-sweet
One of many faces
That hide deep beneath
It will take you in
It will spit you out
Behold the flesh
And the power it holds
Touch, taste, breathe, consume
Deja-vu, already knew from the first encounter
But now I know to let go
Of words to speak no more
Like a wind upon your face, you can't see it
But you know it's there
When beauty shows its ugly face
Just be prepared
Passion burns like fire carried by the wind
The end of a time, a time to begin
It builds you up one way
And tears you right back down
A time to begin, the end of a time
Touch, taste, breathe, consume