Have Faith

The body is a material

And you're obsessed again

Not with the ethereal

But how the body bends

How to you bend the body

When the body goes away

After all the body

Will lay down and fade

We need to make more bodies

More bodies to pay the toll

When you feel the bodies

Slip

And then you tie the body

The body to itself

You can't escape the body

The body eats itself

You know it's not my body

Not my body anymore

It's you who made my body

The body of a whore

And if you want my body

To lead those easily led

You can keep my body

I'd rather be dead

Can you feel me slip

From your grip