Wrap of Flesh Songtext
von Antropofago

Ephemerality of our lives that made us equal will never return!
Browsing through the decades is possible to all... or almost...
When we can afford it!
The human being has become common, a modern trade
Wrap of flesh without a soul
When life is reduced to a product
To be a buyer or to be bought

God is dead and we took his place
Founding fathers of the new era, we are above life
God is dead and we took his place
Founding fathers of the new era, a brand new genesis

In this world where we only care about ourselves
We contemplate our pawns from the top of our sparkling tower
We are above life


Some worship us... some hate us
The very ones we′ll crush
Live or die, that choice is no longer theirs!
We abuse their thirst for existence, their thirst for appearance
And rape their trust
Innocent and weak victims. We rape their dream
When life is reduced to a product
To be a buyer or to be bought

God is dead
Founding fathers of the new era
Digitizing our spirits

Omnipotence gives us an endless life
Some see it as a kind of "play, rewind, repeat"
We see it as a chance of invulnerability!
Numerous philosophical questions remains
But the desire is too intense, like a taste of the forbidden fruit!

Revolution is upon us now
Threatened by an inner storm
Thunderclaps explode right over our heads!
But we are immortal
And we'll prove it
Torture will not be enough

Because we will find you, and you′ll be gone forever!
We are above life, we are above God, we... Immortals!


Threatened by an inner storm
Thunderclaps explode right over our heads!
But we are immortal
And we'll prove it
Torture will not be enough

But the darkness doesn't spare us...
When eternity bases on an ephemeral technology
Our end can only be near

The darkness will swallow us up
Slaves reduced to simple data...
God is dead and we will join him