Abated Mass Of Flesh - Disembodied

Infecting the beauty
Distorting the image
A hollow vessel remains
My hands harvest destruction

While the heart longs for release
Memories resurrect
Exposing my filth
Cannot escape

How much of me holds value
Does the heart birth any flame
Feeling like a curse
Rooted within

As my humanity fades away
Grant me release
To conceal this infection
The infliction upon myself

To bring forth the change
My heart desires
Showing what I am worth
Will you give me the knife

To cut this part away
Soulless I have become
Entertaining demons of my own
The pinnacle of my faith

Residing in my maker's hands
Can I trust You unto completion
To finish the work within me
My hands harvest destruction

While the heart longs for release
Memories resurrect
Exposing my filth
Cannot escape

How much of me holds value
Does the heart birth any flame
Feeling like a curse
Rooted within

As my humanity fades away
Grant me release
To conceal this infection