A re-birth of evil machinery,
endless organs friction to the ground,
remains stretched out, wrapped in barbed-wire and bound,
no end to the body is found.

Stretched beyond recognition,
the tank of flesh collecting its dead,
barrell blasting brains out, imploding the heads
pus is mixed with what you've bled

These capsules can't fit what I want,
the endless carcass count,
no such thing as a large amount,
surge of adrenaline, seeing the rotting mound

Ran over,
mistaken for dirt
covered in blood,
drowning in mud,
animals surronding,
eating the corpse,
infectious disease,
I'll do what I please

Cadaver stomp,
relentless assault,
shovel to face,
disposed without trace,
gasoline dumped,
matches lit and thrown,
what a feeling of success,
with such a sloppy, gruesome mess

These capsules can't fit what I want,
the endless carcass count,
no such thing as a large amount,
surge of adrenaline, seeing the rotting mound

Soaking in their own vile, staind, blood.


Lyrics submitted by Raptor45

Flesh Tank song meanings
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