Canvas Of Flesh

Deep below my pleasure, you cannot find your way

The touch of the steel is a sight to behold, forever black

Open scars arouse, open my soul to the dark

My mind now free, submission is the key

Broken bones now shatter, you will feel my skin internally

Within your mind you erode, a casting of your corroded soul

Open the door to the fold, pleasure I bring to me it holds

Can you feel my knife inside, can you feel your life run low

Lifting up for the taking, I scalp your flesh to the shiny bone

Moulding forms for the canvas, etched in stone with force and might

Bowls of blood overflowing, darkest red to the deepest black

Your skin is now my canvas, I envision the slightest detail bright

Canvas of flesh - layered over clean

Canvas of salvation - canvas of my truth unfold

Canvas of flesh - layered over clean

Canvas of salvation - canvas of my truth unfold

You can see it now

My thoughts are flowing free

From stroke to stroke you bleed

My canvas is complete, your pain was mine alone

I see clearly now

Your flesh has brought me here

Your blood so dear to me

Canvas of salvation, canvas of my truth unfold