Condemnation of the Flesh : The First Offering Lyrics

Tools in my hands
to paint a picture, a picture of Him
Crimson and steel are wed
To paint a picture, a picture for Him

Abomination of the soul
Profane body, a heart’s desire
No greater desire than to kill the heart
So I strike
Each time deeper, wider
Wounds appear
Abominating the abomination
Feelings so Vile
So wrong, it must be right
I’ll sign my art

Tools in my hand
Paint a portrait, a portrait of Him
Crimson and steel are wed
To paint a portrait, a portrait of Him

The mirror is my Eye
To see the Canvas I paint
Revulsion and horror tell me
That I have succeeded

Tools on the floor
Painted a picture, a picture of Him
Lying on the floor
I’m a picture, a picture of Him