Benediction - In Our Hands, The Scars

Lyrics to In Our Hands, The Scars by Benediction

Corruption and disfiguration Those serpentine debauched In retrogressive torment Claw at the scabbed Gordian knot Blistering skin, burns from within Cremate and char Composite death, draw your last breath In our hands, the scars In the factor of decomposition Lies salvation for the dead The stench of memories remain A gaunt tenuous thread Arising flame, of a violent bane The morning star With the drawing of blood, unleash the flood In our hands, the scars Unity of one Twin bastard son In our hands, the scars Unity of one Twin bastard son In our hands, the scars In our hands, the scars... The mind conspires to rot in fury Plague on the denizen When the intellect grinds to a halt Set ablaze the tyrant... time and again Fire up the forge, as leeches gorge Like dying stars Suture the skin, lock them within In our hands, the scars Unity of one Twin bastard son In our hands, the scars Unity of one Twin bastard son In our hands, the scars In our hands, the scars...