With Their Flesh He’ll Create by The Mountain Goats Lyrics

[Intro]
One, two
One, two, three, and

[Verse 1]
God, it's said, for him has always been
A stupid, grotesque person; worthless to believe in
With the help of his sick, morbidious studies
He denied God's existence with demented theories
Well he could revive, immortalize
The coldest flesh, now dead for a while
Limbs of those forgotten structures
His creation, which now awaits
The omnious resurrection

[Refrain]
With their flesh, he'll create
Yeah with their flesh, he'll create

[Interlude]
[Verse 2]
The light of life, which through his syringe glows
Soon in the veins, the soul will flow
Injections in a body once deceased reanimates
The flesh-made puzzle soon will start to breathe
Regenerate

[Bridge]
Removing stiffness in every limb
Metabolism of life has started from within
And terrified he beholds the rise of his creation
Guided by an artificial soul
Zombified, uncontrolled

[Refrain]
'Cause with their flesh, he'll create
Yeah with their flesh, he'll create

[Outro]
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