Paradise Lost - The Word Made Flesh

The Word Made Flesh

It looks to kill
And fails to wait in sight
It twists me from inside
Carry all, heal the sore, I can no longer bleed
What is this, thing I have been, you can set me free
The one I see, a blinded fool corrupting me
From within, worn away [sings: quot;withinquot;]
Find, by mind, abusi have ways
Allures me from restrain (Id ki will while othe rs rape)
Create the obscene, you can set me free
Sense predicts the scorn
The hour of peace is gone
The one I see, a blind deaf fool forever be
Burning me... [burning me]
Worn fools that prey
On a faith filled day
Laughter stays, out of my way
Pass through my dismay