The Sound Of Animals Fighting the heretic

Inevitably it's starting to bleed
And couldn't be stopped, that's justice
Incredible luck, to lift and be struck
What curious things
A moment to think before we will sing
The beauties aligned so sweetly
And don't be afraid, don't be afraid
Don't be afraid
Does this look like that?
(My bumpkin boy)
How cruel you get
I've started again
(My bumpkin boy)
To miss your hands
What carnage you've left
(My bumpkin boy)
And you were dead
Remember your flesh
(My bumpkin boy)
To see us break
Our souls are unrest
What kind of pride is this? Dry your, dry your eyes
They'll salt his wounds
If burning the flesh means finding the one
Does this look like that?
(My bumpkin boy)
How cruel you get
I've started again
(My bumpkin boy)
To miss your hands
What carnage you've left
(My bumpkin boy)
And you were dead
Remember your flesh
(My bumpkin boy)
To see us break
Flesh is heretic, my body is a witch
I am burning it
Flesh is heretic, my body is a witch
I am burning it
Flesh is heretic, my body is a witch
I am burning it
Flesh is heretic, my body is a witch
I am burning it
Flesh is heretic, my body is a witch
I am burning it
Flesh is heretic, my body is a witch
I am burning it
My bumpkin boy
My bumpkin boy