Letra de 'Flesh and Blood Dilemma' de Estuary

An absurd sense of comfort
Is found in a world of lies
Implanted in the womb of the beginning
Shrouded in a fog of man made pride
Of a deity's command, of nature's scourge and rape

But a mind bent with rage
Finds the need the impulse to murder
Distilled at birth, kept by the chasm of time
Still brooding deep, feeding on the throb of sin

The very sin that contradicts the rules of flesh
Flesh... A secret prison succeeding to anger the soul at best

Searching the solutions
To the leering conflict, the human equation
Trigger the bullet's swift clean kill
Free and wield the blade
Smiting the eyes of angels and demons the same...

The storm clouds purging of torrid rain will soon begin
Poison tears from beneath the great all seeing's lid
Burning flesh yet still bringing a bitter frost
Winter's confine grips every soul of man

Trigger the bullet's swift clean kill
Take and wield the blade, smiting the eyes of an angel...
Angels... Angels...

Sickened the dawn of death glows upon each face
The breath of innocence is displaced... disgraced...
Stricken with an undying need to destroy
Flesh, blood and bone are mere toys
To strangle the very pulse of the heart
To extinguish the very flame of the soul

A mind with rage finds the need, the impulse to murder
When trying has failed to lighten the burden of time
When dreams are dead and gone
There's nothing left but to contemplate what's after death

The storm clouds purging of torrid rain will soon begin
Poison tears from beneath the great all seeing's lid
Burning flesh yet still bringing a bitter frost
Winter's confine grips every soul of man