The Flesh of the World lyrics

[Verse]
Not a woman
But an image of one
The mirror shrieks and cracks
Bloodied hands pick out
Glistening shards of girlhood
I pluck out the stained glass
And lick the wounds
Of my infinite body
As it pours out
Into the flesh of the world

[Instrumental]

[Outro]
I am everything
I am everyone
I am everything