, you won't be safe My heart is burned to six feet under My soul is black as the moonless night There's one thing that the heathens seek The fragile flesh
risen and damned to fall It is a world of skin, made of bones All the flesh is fragile We're all signed with scars All the flesh is fragile Forever
extremes My heart beat ever increasing The only sound aside from the wailing of the wind through the trees I know no fear Boundaries of mortal human flesh
With contamination comes fever: The disease is at its worst. Teeth missing, Beyond repair, Fragile flesh falling away. With fever, with virus comes the
I rise from sleep, as a ray strokes my shoulder. Wishing to walk unveiled to the world - my flesh on view. These things stand in our way - the cold of
I'm supposed to [unverified] like Sonny Clarify, you don't work you don't eat, I repeat You don't eat you get weak, catch a fragile physique Accomplish
flown? To their father's golden throne? Leaving we of merely flesh and blood and bone Stranded on the surface of this our fragile home. Kings in crystal
A stranger to you but I've known you forever you're my flesh and blood You gave me this life and made me hate you for it The distance in years but time
cardboard crown across the side says fragile shirt unbuttoned, pleasure fool, I'm agile ripped up forms, men with swords tear the flesh eyes like shadows
fragile we are. On and on the rain will fall like tears from a star,like tears from a star. On and on the rain will say how fragile we are,how fragile
So it was late that thursday night you were coming around His words a thorn in your flesh, your head a merry-go-round We were talking side by side about
a worm without defense My flesh fading, undressing the bones Behold me, naked cadaver exposed This my abuse I can't take it no more, no more The fragile
extend our minds To receive precious fantasies Infused by the lyre of the muse With the enchantment of obscurity Like delicate snowflakes Melting upon flesh These fragile
This fragile shell finally overcome by life By the bedside you'll soon die The machines won't save you, just look at your flesh Swollen, discolored
I am addicted to you. I won't refuse to do whatever you 'll ask me. I am tolerating your despotic reactions. You are so fragile after all. Nothing more
This sweet melancholy that is brought by the precious memory The Pale Beauty of the Past is kept in the whisper of the wind. Only the fragile heart can