All That Is Flesh - Thank You

Feast your eyes on man, for he was surely meant to fail when you realize that nothing Comes, nothing comes for free

It's a cruel cruel world and death is a mistress clawing at your financial bliss

With a need to consume, when will it return if the hunger comes with fever?

I can't understand a word
When they talk with their mouths full it all just goes right through my head
And now I lie awake pretending I'm notdigging my own grave

In light of this self-isolation we've all earned a price on our head
Why must we lie awake pretending we're not digging our own graves

Such a waste of life
Tender to the swine
Eating up all of the streets we used to love

Their vile plague filled parades
They're marching through their remains
It's not a lack of willingness to succeed
Feast your eyes all were born to fail

And heed the violence of man's own fucking hand

All were born to fail
So fill your fucking hand

Written by:
Angel Silva, Frank Silva, Josh Clark, Michael Shaffer, Preston Grigsby

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