With Their Flash, He'll Create

God itself, for him has always been A stupid, grotesque person worthless to believe in With the help of his sick morbidous studies He denied god's existence with demented theories He can revive, imortalize The coldest flesh now dead for a while Limbs of those forgotten Structures his creation Which now awaits The omnious resurrection [Lead: Marcoux] The light of life, through his syringe glows Soon, in the veinsm the soul will flow Injections in a body once deceased... Re-animates The flesh-made puzzle soon will start to breathe Regenerate Removing stiffness in every limb Metabolism of life has started from within [Lead: Lemay] Terrified, he beholds The rise of his creation Guided by an artificial soul Zombified, uncontrolled With their flesh, he'll create... With their flesh, he'll create... Remnants of the dead Structured his creation Which has failed The omnious resurrection