ŞARKI SÖZÜ
Made of flesh
Made of flesh, to suffer
Sacred scars, uncover
I become the tortured one
In my wounds discover
Endless pain, forever
I become the bleeding one
Made of flesh
Forged In Blood
Raised in Fear and Torn Apart
Still alive soon to die
Till will come to say goodbye
Blessed in hell, forgotten
Souls dispelled, unbroken
I belong where death is strong
Destiny is calling
Set me free, no mourning
Silent wings of death and fear will swing
