I told you once
But I'll say it again
When you live the flesh
It's 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
Consumed
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
It's ugly face
Just be prepared!
Passion burns
Like fire carried by the wind
The end of a time
A time to begin
It will take you in
It will spit you out
Behold the flesh
And the power it holds!
It builds you up
One way and tears you right back down
A time to begin
The end of a time
It will take you in
It will spit you out
Behold the flesh
And the power it
Holds!
Touch
Taste
Breathe
Consumed
But I'll say it again
When you live the flesh
It's 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
Consumed
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
It's ugly face
Just be prepared!
Passion burns
Like fire carried by the wind
The end of a time
A time to begin
It will take you in
It will spit you out
Behold the flesh
And the power it holds!
It builds you up
One way and tears you right back down
A time to begin
The end of a time
It will take you in
It will spit you out
Behold the flesh
And the power it
Holds!
Touch
Taste
Breathe
Consumed
Lyrics submitted by MDMaster
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This is about a cat called Charlie who one day realizes while licking his fur that his prize cucumber is ready to be harvested. He picks it and serves it to all his friends for tea. They find it highly refreshing and also enjoy the trifle they had for pudding. It is then bedtime and they all snuggle down for a lovely little sleepy.