The Word Made Flesh Paradise Lost

[Verse 1]
It looks to kill
And fails to wait in sight
It twists me from inside

[Verse 2]
Carry all, heal the sore
I can no longer bleed
What is this, thing I've been
You can set me free

[Chorus 1]
The one I see
A blinded fool corrupting me
From within, worn within

[Post-Chorus]
Find, by mind, abusive ways
Allures me from restrain
(I'd kill while others rape)

[Verse 3]
Create the obscene
You can set me free
Sense predicts the scorn
The hour of peace is gone