a temple made of flesh

in which we emerge to a world of ourselves

the rising of the strong

and strength is found in the blood of man



there's a throne for every god

a stronger aeon for each to find

there's a throne for every one

in the aeon for which we strive



this is my eminent god

my flesh my body mind and soul

rightful by nature with none above

a kingdom for itself that stands out



the ancient systems comes to chaos

becomes enslaved by gods reborn

as man merge the carnal and spiritual

to what they are and always were



remain the god in your realm by strength

by truth wealth and life

exalted high by the strength of the flesh

now when dogmas come to question



must find the kingdom inside of us

become, to be prepared, to praise

the strength of the flesh