The Red d**h - Aftertaste Of The Emaciated lyrics

Vomit soaked dreams of perfection Stain the procelain bowl Of sorrow feeding upon our imperfections Throwing back into our faces the putrid values It was gifted Skin deep and unnatural We weep mourning The glancing blows Of a lance designed to mold Urns carring the cure to a diseased body As told by the godly dictators of the image factory The aftertaste of the emaciated Omit soaked dreams of perfection Stain the procelain bowl Of sorrow feeding upon our imperfections Throwing back into our faces the putrid values It was gifted Of sorrow feeding upon our imperfections The bile of the rail thin subjected on us Vomit soaked dreams of perfection Stain the prorcelain bowl Of sorrow feeding upon our imperfections Throwing back into our faces the putrid values It was gifted We are more than the flesh we keep We are more than the desire of perfeciton s Kin deep and unnatural Vomit soaked dreams skin deep and unnatural We weep mourning the glancing blow Of a lance designed to mold We are more that the flesh we keep We are more than the desires of perfection